Messy – clean

You know I’m impatient,
so why would you
leave me waiting outside the station
when it was like minus four degrees?
And I,
I get what you’re sayin’, I just
really don’t wanna hear it right now.
Can you shut up for like once in your life?

Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice
about how you think I’m sayin’ bye lucky if I turn thirty-three.
Ok so yeah, I speak slow or quickly,
I’m so pretty and I dance like Britney every other week.
But cut me some slack,
who do you want me to be?

Cuz I’m too messy
and then I take long to clean.
You told me get a job then you ask where on Earth I’ve been.

And I’m too perfect
’til I open my big mouth.
I want to be me, is that not allowed?

And I’m too clever
and then I do something dumb.
You hate it when I cry unless it’s the end of the month.

And I’m too perfect
’til I show you that I’m not.
A thousand people I could be for you and you expect a whole lot

You expect a whole lot
You expect a whole lot

Hey, hey

It’s taking you ages, you still don’t
get the hint I’m not asking for pages,
but one text or two would be nice
and please don’t pull those faces. When I’ve
been out working at the gym all day
I can’t help myself I whine at you, but, hey…

You can’t even talk,
you drink tea just to help you sleep.
Then why you out partying at four o’clock
and then you come home to me?
And don’t say hello ’cause I took a long nap
and forgot to fold my clothes…

Cuz I’m too messy
and then I take long to clean.
You told me get a job then you ask where on Earth I’ve been.

And I’m too perfect
’til I open my big mouth,
I want to be me, is that not allowed?

And I’m too clever
and then I do something dumb.
You hate it when I cry unless it’s the end of the month.

And I’m too perfect
’til I show you that I’m not.
A thousand people I could be for you and you expect a whole lot

You expect a whole lot
You expect a whole lot

Oh, and I’m too messy
and then I take long to clean.
You told me get a job then you ask where on Earth I’ve been.

And I’m too perfect
’til I open my big mouth,
I want to be me, is that not allowed?

And I’m too clever
and then I do something dumb.
You hate it when I cry unless it’s the end of the month.

And I’m too perfect
’til I show you that I’m not.
A thousand people I could be for you and you expect a whole lot

You expect a whole lot
You expect a whole lot
You expect a whole lot
You expect a whole lot