Lyrics Mess - Emily Kinney

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