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von Bea Miller

I know I′m a mess
I fuck up everything I do
Spill coffee on my dress
Forget words when I'm talking to you

I get down so bad, I′m under the floorboards
I try to be cool, but only get warmer
And when I try to fight it
I just feel like I'm lyin' ′cause
I′m a mess, but at least I'm tryin′
At least I'm tryin′

I-I-I-I-I-I
I know you're impressed
The way I make it look so hard
I stumble when I step
See a pretty face and wreck my car


And I get down so bad, sink into the pavement, mm
I try to be cool, that′s an understatement
But when I try to fight it
I just feel like I'm lyin' ′cause
′Cause I'm a mess, but at least I′m tryin'

I′m tryin', at least
I′m a mess, but at least I'm tryin'
Say, yeah, I′m a mess, but at least I′m tryin'
I′m tryin', I′m tryin', oh
But I always just fuck it up, yeah
I′m a mess, but at least I'm tryin'

At least I′m tryin′
I-I-I-I, mm, mm-ah
Ah-ah, yeah, da-da, na-na-na, mm
I'm sorry, I′ll keep tryin'
Mm-mm