Mess

Is it true love if it makes you burn?
 'Cause it's hollowing me out
 And I'm tossing and turning these pages
 Filled with memories of you
 I'm outweighing the good and bad
 But the weight of this pressure is more than the love
 I have for you
 But the pages are torn and ripped to shreds
 I said I'm sorry for this mess
 I'm sorry for this mess
 But it's all that I have left to give
 I don't mean to cause you distress
 You were my distress
 But I need to get you out of my head
 Is it wrong to put myself before you?
 'Cause I've done the opposite
 For the past two years of my life
 I've felt nothing more than strife
 I guess I can
 Only blame myself for
 Letting our history grow
 And destroying all your hopes
 Well I just can't blame myself again
 I can't do this
 I said I'm sorry for this mess
 I'm sorry for this mess
 But it's all that I have left to give
 I don't mean to cause you distress
 You were my distress
 But I need to get you out of my head
 I said I'm sorry for this mess
 I'm sorry for this mess
 But it's all that I have left to give
 I don't mean to cause you distress
 You were my distress
 But I need to get you out of my head