Letras
And maybe I was a mess
'Cause everything you've said is dead to me
You're fucking dead to me
And now
That I'm
On my own
You call me by the phone
To tell me shit like
"I need you" one more time
Or instead you'll say
"I wanna make a mess with you" again
Yet you can't even make it past the bed
And now the feeling is so frustrating
You hesitated
You missed your
Chance
I Wanna make a mess with you
Maybe under stars we'll see the truth
'Cause I wanna make a mess with you
I wanted, to want you, to want me too
You made decisions for yourself
Took the means that I could tell
If we're stuck in this infinite gray-scale
Or if you just hate me 'cause I'm
You made decisions for yourself
Took the means that I could tell
If we're stuck in this infinite gray-scale
Or if you just hate me 'cause I'm
Stale
You hate me 'cause I'm stale
You hate me 'cause I
I wanna make a mess with you
Maybe under stars we'll see the truth
'Cause I want to make a mess with you
I wanted, to want you, to want me to