Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mess, artist - Noah Kahan. Album song Busyhead, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 13.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Mess |
If I could give this all back |
I would be home in the morning |
I’d wake up in a cold sweat |
Take a flight back to the city I was born in |
And I would wipe myself clean |
Of what I knew was unimportant |
I’d want typical things |
I’d try to fit back into all my old clothing |
And I would prove myself wrong |
That all along, the problem was me |
With all my bitterness gone |
Happy, I’d be |
I’ll move back home forever, I’ll feed the dogs |
And I’ll put all my pieces back together |
Where they belong, and I’ll say |
«I'm a mess, I’m a mess, oh God, I’m a mess» |
And I’ll take 89 to Boston, see my love |
And I’ll help her set up her new apartment |
And we’ll get drunk, and she’ll say |
«Shit, you’re a mess, you’re a mess, good God, you’re a mess |
Oh, you’re a mess, you’re a mess, good God» |
So I paid off my debts, but I found the world boring |
So I called my old friends, but they only ever ask me how tour is |
And there’s still weight on my back, I just try to ignore it |
I guess the stage was my mask |
I forgot the way I looked before I wore it |
And I would prove myself wrong |
That all along, the problem was me |
With all my bitterness gone |
Happy, I’ll be |
I’ll move back home forever, I’ll feed the dogs |
And I’ll put all my pieces back together |
Where they belong, and I’ll say |
«I'm a mess, I’m a mess, oh God, I’m a mess» |
And I’ll take 89 to Boston, see my love |
And I’ll help her set up her new apartment |
And we’ll get drunk, and she’ll say |
«Shit, you’re a mess, you’re a mess, good God, you’re a mess |
Oh, you’re a mess, you’re a mess» |
That’s not what I had hoped |
Now I find comfort in the cold |
I’ll move back home forever, I’ll feed the dogs |
And I’ll put all my pieces back together |
Where they belong, and I’ll say |
«I'm a mess, I’m a mess, oh God, I’m a mess» |
And I’ll take 89 to Boston, see my love |
And I’ll help her set up her new apartment |
And we’ll get drunk, and she’ll say |
«Shit, you’re a mess, you’re a mess, good God, you’re a mess |
Oh, you’re a mess, you’re a mess, good God» |