Messy

D7M  E6  D7M  E6

D7M
    You know I'm impatient
                 E6
So why would you
Leave me waiting outside the station?
When it was like minus four degrees and I
D7M
    I get what you're saying
       E6
I just    really
Don't want to hear it right now
                                       D7M
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me
                                   E6
I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I'm gonna die
Lucky if I turned thirty three
                   D7M
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney
             E6
Every other week
But cut me some slack
Who do you want me to be?

D7M
    'Cause I'm too messy
                           E6
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
                                 D7M
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
                    E6
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
               D7M
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
                          E6
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
                              D7M
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
                          E6
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
                          D7M
And you hate the fucking lot

                      E6
You hate the fucking lot
                      D7M
You hate the fucking lot
      E6
Hey, hey

D7M
    It's taking you ages
                        E6
You still don't get the    hint
I'm not asking for pages
But one text or two would be nice
    D7M
And     please, don't pull those faces
               E6
When I've been
Out working my arse off all day
                                  D7M
It's just one bottle of wine or two
But hey, you can't even talk
                                  E6
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you're out
Getting stoned at four o'clock
                           D7M
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello
              E6
'Cause I got high again
                        D7M
And forgot to fold my clothes

D7M
    'Cause I'm too messy
                           E6
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
                                 D7M
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
                    E6
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
               D7M
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
                          E6
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
                              D7M
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
                          E6
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
                          D7M
And you hate the fucking lot

                     E6
You hate the fucking
                     D7M
You hate the fucking     lot
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D7M
Oh, and I'm too messy
                           E6
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
                                D7M
And you ask where the hell I've     been
And I'm too perfect
                    E6
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
               D7M
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
                          E6
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
                              D7M
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
                          E6
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
                          D7M
And you hate the fucking lot

                      E6
You hate the fucking lot
                      D7M
You hate the fucking lot
                      E6
You hate the fucking lot
                      D7M
You hate the fucking lot

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