Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Fact, artist - They Might Be Giants. Date of issue: 18.07.2011
Song language: English
In Fact |
| I’m a mess |
| Even at my best |
| I’m dismantling my chances |
| Even as I win |
| A bunch |
| I got tripwires to finesse |
| I’m a mess |
| Now I ain’t right |
| If there’s a test tonight |
| I will ask for an extension |
| As I slide my desk |
| A bit |
| Toward the conman dressed in white |
| I ain’t right |
| In fact it’s messier still |
| That mess is a hook that drags me along |
| And now that mess has an entourage |
| All dressed in dungarees |
| What went wrong? |
| I confess |
| And like a chess piece, yes |
| I have rolled under your piano |
| That you don’t play |
| A lot |
| But I’m sorry, I digress |
| I’m a mess |
| So let me out |
| Don’t want to be your mouse |
| I want to find a softer spot |
| For my crash landing |
| Not much to talk about |
| Let me out |
| In fact it’s messier still |
| That mess on the loose and leading the mob |
| They march with pitchforks and torches now |
| They have your old ID disavow |