: Baby, you won?t be messing a good thing Hurrying off with the break of day You?re not like them other men Baby, I know we?ll never be parting You
a big, big mess Oh, we've got a big, big mess A big, big mess Now we've got a big, big mess A big, big mess Now come on (ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now
: You're a hot mess You act like you've got nothing to lose But I've already lost my temper I put my lovin' on the line for you lady But my spirit
not a bank statement what a mess that i make of my days trying to save myself, save myself then theres you, youre a mess To be made, a mess to be made, a mess
Like seriously that?s what they say Aren?t we the perfect mess Aren?t we the perfect mess Aren?t we the perfect mess Aren?t we the perfect mess I wouldn
yeah Messed up messed Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed up messed Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed up yeah messed up messed Messed
Messed, up, messed Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed, up, messed Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed up yeah Messed, up, messed Messed
do I Justify What you did wrong to me Your love drunk your blined you've lost the ones who loved you most this liars on fire melted like wax a mess it
: ay, pobrecita. what a poor little girl pull the strings, she'd pirouette what an idealistic, faithful girl, sad eyed-puppy and you left her in a cardboard
) Don't mess up this good thing Don't mess up this good thing (if you still believe) Don't mess up this good thing (ooh don't mess it up baby) Don't mess
I've been reading You're style is quite selective, though your mind is rather reckless Well I guess it just suggests that this is just what happiness is Hey, what a beautiful mess
one more thing to ask Was it worth the price you paid For my never comin back Why did you mess with Forever? Ooohh...Such a long time to be unkind Why did you mess
'm leaving every piece of my conscious behind Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm such a hot mess, I'm such a hot mess I'm such a hot mess, with you With
ll fly Lights like music I won't turn it down Gotta live it loud And loves a groove that keeps us spinning round In this beautiful messed up world In this beautiful messed
girls and fat ladies Too much make up in young faces Which are already old Cheap lipstick on the cigarette-tips (Don't) mess around with the bitch (Don't) mess
train goin' And leave my blues behind Since you're gone I got a mess of blues Since you're gone I got a mess of blues Since you're gone I got a mess