you're a mess in public Songtext
von Flatsound

We used to talk in the summer
Before we had things to do
And in the winter we would talk
Before school And I was feeling impeccable
Toward everything in my life
It′s Tuesday, 3 AM, and you write
"I wanted to die"


You're a mess in public
But I still think you′re cute
And if I could I would take back
The things I do
I was feeling impeccable
Toward everything at the time
It's Tuesday, 3 AM, and you write (fuck!)
"I wanted to die"