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Artist: Emily Kinney
Canonical path: /emily-kinney/mess
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Mess
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Mess
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I got bruises on my body
Scratches on my face
Cookie crumbs, empty bottles all over my place
And my bathroom mirror seemed to lose its shine
When you leave you always leave a little mess behind
When you leave you always leave a little mess
Oh I am cleaning out my cupboards
Dusting off my frames
Scrub my mouth with soap so I can't whisper your name
Sweeping around in circles
Trying to get you off my mind
When you leave you always leave a little mess behind
When you leave you always leave a little mess
Your cigarette smell broke your leather jacket taste
It lingers in the air right in front of my face
You're like a bar marker star stamp I can't scrub off
You're like a tattered ankle bracelet
That I can't seem to unknot
And if you want to come around, I'm caught
It's so early in the morning or so late at night
When you pull my hair and start a little play fight
We are kissing in dark corners on your parents' floor
The kind of love that makes my knees and elbows sore
The kind of love that makes me just want more
Your cigarette smell broke your leather jacket taste
It lingers in the air and it stays all day
I got a blue stained t-shirt
My scratch is bleeding
I'm sure everyone is the subway can see
You make a mess, you make a mess of me
Oh I am usually so clean
Baby usually so sharp
But you always come around when I'm about to fall apart
I'm like a fragile house of cards
You're that small gust of wind
Sweep me up by surprise and I'm on the floor again
Your cigarette smell broke your leather jacket taste
It lingers in the air and it never goes away
You're like a bar marker star stamp I can't scrub off
You're like a tattered ankle bracelet
I don't want to unknot
And if you want to come around I'm caught
And if you wanna get me down, I'm got
And if you wanna know how much it's a lot
Come over come over, were both in town
Come over come over, because I want you around
I want you I want you, to rip up my dress
I want you I want you to make, me a mess
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Emily Kinney performs "Mess", and this lyric page sits inside the Emily Kinney catalog on LyroVerse.
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