Lola Young – Messy Lyrics

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You know Iโ€™m impatient so why would you leave me waiting outside the station when it was
like minus 4 degrees and I get what youโ€™re saying I just really donโ€™t wanna hear it right now
can you shut up for like once in your life, listen to me I took your nice words of advice, about

how you think Iโ€™m gonna die lucky if I turn 33, Ok so yeah I smoke like a chimney, Iโ€™m not
skinny and I pull a Britney every other week, but cut me some slack who do you want me a
to be
Cause Iโ€™m too messy and then Iโ€™m too fucking clean
You told me get a job then you ask where the hell Iโ€™ve been
And Iโ€™m too perfect till I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed

And Iโ€™m too clever and then Iโ€™m too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless itโ€™s that time of the month
And Iโ€™m too perfect till I show you that Iโ€™m not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
Itโ€™s taking you ages still donโ€™t get the hint Iโ€™m not asking for pages, but one text or two
would be nice and please donโ€™t pull those faces when Iโ€™ve been out working my ass off all

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day itโ€™s just one bottle of wine or two but hey! you canโ€™t even talk, you smoke weed just to
help you sleep, then why you out getting stoned at 4 oโ€˜clock, and then you come home to
me and donโ€™t say hello cause I got high again and forgot to fold my clothes
Cause Iโ€™m too messy and then Iโ€™m too fucking clean
You told me get a job then you ask where the hell Iโ€™ve been
And Iโ€™m too perfect till I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed

And Iโ€™m too clever and then Iโ€™m too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless itโ€™s that time of the month
And Iโ€™m too perfect till I show you that Iโ€™m not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
And Iโ€™m too messy and then Iโ€™m too fucking clean
You told me get a job then you ask where the hell Iโ€™ve been
And Iโ€™m too perfect till I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed
And Iโ€™m too clever and then Iโ€™m too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless itโ€™s that time of the month
And Iโ€™m too perfect till I show you that Iโ€™m not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot

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