Mess Like Me

It's the smoky haze you're in
 Lime twist in your gin
 Let's break each other that could be a thing
 Sweating out everything you are keeping in
 Talk forever cheap, over whiskey neat
 Broken parts of you becoming parts of me
 Warm nights with fairy lights glowing in the spring
 I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
 A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
 I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
 Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything
 It's the grinding of the teeth
 All the little fights
 Codependency never out of sight
 Roll with the punches on the slow decline
 Life and love and hell, god and sex and death
 A myriad of things to kill us in the end
 Shallow, imperfect but we can't pretend
 Swallowed with a grain of salt and shot of pride
 Take another drink and let them know you're fine
 Swept under the rug every single time
 Every part of us another thing to hide
 Watch the clock until the death knock
 Counting off the second hands ticking love and loss
 Plucking petals from the flowers
 He loves me, loves me, loves me not
 I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
 A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
 I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
 Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything
 Can you feel the storms in the walls
 The shakes in the floors
 The hounds at the doors
 Can you feel the storms in the walls
 The shakes in the floors
 The hounds at the doors
 I swear that we've been here
 Time and time before
 I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
 A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
 I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
 Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything I love
 
 It's the smoky haze you're in
 Lime twist in your gin
 Let's break each other that could be a thing
 Sweating out everything you are keeping in
 Talk forever cheap, over whiskey neat
 Broken parts of you becoming parts of me
 Warm nights with fairy lights glowing in the spring
 I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
 A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
 I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
 Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything
 It's the grinding of the teeth
 All the little fights
 Codependency never out of sight
 Roll with the punches on the slow decline
 Life and love and hell, god and sex and death
 A myriad of things to kill us in the end
 Shallow, imperfect but we can't pretend
 Swallowed with a grain of salt and shot of pride
 Take another drink and let them know you're fine
 Swept under the rug every single time
 Every part of us another thing to hide
 Watch the clock until the death knock
 Counting off the second hands ticking love and loss
 Plucking petals from the flowers
 He loves me, loves me, loves me not
 I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
 A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
 I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
 Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything
 Can you feel the storms in the walls
 The shakes in the floors
 The hounds at the doors
 Can you feel the storms in the walls
 The shakes in the floors
 The hounds at the doors
 I swear that we've been here
 Time and time before
 I wonder whether she could love a mess like me
 A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret
 I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace
 Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything I love