Hot Mess

Now what, my darling?

Two years have passed

God, 27

Still crying in cars

Stop planning our lives

On things that haven’t been said

We’re not dead

Waiting for the

Count down, happy birthday

Dry heave, I am not okay

Brain rot, in a pretty dress

I’m a hot mess

Wake up, do the same thing

Break up, then we’re dancing

Why am I so alright

To do it again and again?

I can't fight it

You try driving

Exit to the

End in sight, dear

Make it ugly

Put on a show

Hack it that I hate you

So that I can let go

One more reunion

And goodbye again

Oh, God, I'd be lying

If I didn't want 10

Stop drafting replies

To things that haven’t been said

He’s not dead

Still waiting for the

Count down, happy new year

Don't know, I am still unclear

Where'd I go, take a fucking guess

I'm a hot mess

Wake up, do the same thing

Break up, then we’re dancing

Why am I so alright

To do it again and again?

I can't fight it

You try driving

Exit to the

End in sight, dear

Make it ugly

Put on a show

Hack it that I hate you

So that I can let go

I can let go

Let me let go

(Let me let go)

Let me let go

I can't fight it

You try driving

Exit to the

End in sight, dear

Make it ugly

Put on a show

Hack it that I hate you

So that I can let go

(Let me let go)

Let me let go

(Let me let go)

Let me let go

(Let me let go)

(Let me let go)