Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mess, artist - Emily Kinney.
Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Song language: English
Mess |
I got bruises on my body |
Scratches on my face |
Cookie crumbs, empty bottles all over the place |
And my bathroom mirror seemed to lose its shine |
When you leave you always seem to leave a little mess behind |
When you leave you always leave a little mess |
Oh I am cleaning out my cupboards |
Dusting off my frames |
Scrub myself with soap so I can’t whisper your name |
Sweeping around in circles |
Trying to get you off my mind |
When you leave you always leave a little mess behind |
When you leave you always leave a little mess |
Your cigarette smell and your leather jacket taste |
It lingers in the air and it never goes away |
You’re like the black hand stamp that I can’t rub off |
You’re like a tethered ankle bracelet, that I can’t seem to unknot |
And if you want to come around then call |
It’s so early in the morning or so late at night |
When you poke my side and start a little play fight |
We are kissing in dark corners on your mothers floor |
The kind of love that my sides so sore |
The kind of love that makes me just want more |
Your cigarette smell and your leather jacket taste |
It lingers in the air, right in front of my face |
I got a blue stained t-shirt |
My scratch is bleeding |
I’m sure everyone is this room can see |
You make a mess you make a mess of me |
Oh I am usually so clean |
Baby you shouldn’t be so sharp |
But you always come around when I’m about to fall apart |
I’m like a fragile house of cards and you’re the one who wins |
Sweep me up by surprise and I’m on the floor again |
Your cigarette smell and your leather jacket taste |
It lingers in the air and it stays all day |
You’re like the black hand stamp that I can’t rub off |
You’re like a tethered ankle bracelet that I don’t want to unknot |
And if you want to come around then call |
And if you wanna get me down, I’m got |
And if you wanna know what matches a lot |
Come over come over, were both in town |
Come over come over, because I want you around |
I want you I want you, to grab my waist |
I want you I want you to make, me a mess |