Messy (Explicit)

Messy (Explicit) - Lola Young

Lyrics by：Lola Young/Conor Dickinson

Composed by：Lola Young/Conor Dickinson

Produced by：Solomonophonic/manuka./Monsune/Carter Lang

You know I'm impatient

So why would you leave me waiting outside the station

When it was like minus four degrees and I

I get what you're sayin'

I just really don't wanna hear it right now

Can you shut up for like once in your life

Listen to me I took your nice words of advice

About how you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn thirty-three

Ok so yeah I smoke like a chimney

I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney every other week

But cut me some slack who do you want me to be

'Cause I'm too messy and then I'm too ******* clean

You told me get a job then you ask where the hell I've been

And I'm too perfect till I open my big mouth

I want to be me is that not allowed

And I'm too clever and then I'm too ******* dumb

You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month

And I'm too perfect till I show you that I'm not

A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the ******* lot

And you hate the ******* lot

And you hate the ******* lot

You hate hate

It's taking you ages

Still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages

But one text or two would be nice and

Please don't pull those faces

When I've been out working my a*s off all-day

It's just one bottle of wine or two but hey

You can't even talk you smoke w**d just to help you sleep

Then why you out getting stoned at four o'clock

And then you come home to me

And don't say hello 'cause I got high again and forgot to fold my clothes

'Cause I'm too messy and then I'm too ******* clean

You told me get a job then you ask where the hell I've been

And I'm too perfect till I open my big mouth

I want to be me is that not allowed

And I'm too clever and then I'm too ******* dumb

You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month

And I'm too perfect till I show you that I'm not

A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the ******* lot

You hate the *******

You hate the ******* lot

Oh and I'm too messy and then I'm too ******* clean

You told me get a job then you ask where the hell I've been

And I'm too perfect till I open my big mouth

I want to be me is that not allowed

And I'm too clever and then I'm too ******* dumb

You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month

And I'm too perfect till I show you that I'm not

A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot