The Mess by The Aquadolls Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Truly I am something special
With my greasy hair and scabbed knees
To open my eyes to everything
And take it in for all that it seems
All that it seems
[Verse 2]
I make wishes, I make wishes every night
At the same time, waiting for something good to happen
I’m unlucky, I’m unlucky every time and now
I’m broke, sleeping all alone every night
I got no money, I got no money left, but I hope I get by
Rather be broke and happy, than get rich and die inside
But yet I die inside
[Chorus]
You don’t know, you don’t know the mess that I’m in
Dig me out, dig me out I don’t wanna go back again
Got nothing left, nothing left but a pocket full of memories
I pull them out, pull them out but never find peace
[Bridge]
What is special to your belief?
The dollar signs, or the hole that you sleep in
Side of us all, inside of us all, inside of us all
[Outro]
You don’t know, you don’t know the mess that I’m in
If I was gone, if I was gone, would anyone give a shit?
Got nothing left, nothing left but a pocket full of memories
I pull them out, pull them out but never find peace
No, no I don't
Truly I am something special
With my greasy hair and scabbed knees
To open my eyes to everything
And take it in for all that it seems
All that it seems
[Verse 2]
I make wishes, I make wishes every night
At the same time, waiting for something good to happen
I’m unlucky, I’m unlucky every time and now
I’m broke, sleeping all alone every night
I got no money, I got no money left, but I hope I get by
Rather be broke and happy, than get rich and die inside
But yet I die inside
[Chorus]
You don’t know, you don’t know the mess that I’m in
Dig me out, dig me out I don’t wanna go back again
Got nothing left, nothing left but a pocket full of memories
I pull them out, pull them out but never find peace
[Bridge]
What is special to your belief?
The dollar signs, or the hole that you sleep in
Side of us all, inside of us all, inside of us all
[Outro]
You don’t know, you don’t know the mess that I’m in
If I was gone, if I was gone, would anyone give a shit?
Got nothing left, nothing left but a pocket full of memories
I pull them out, pull them out but never find peace
No, no I don't