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haven't written in a while, i should start again.
made a pretty old mess of me
such a big old wreck no one else can see
just a pretty old mess of me
what a gorgeous mess built just for me
and it just grows beyond my bounds
and digs its roots deep in the ground
keeps growing on, going on
disgusting mess just of myself
it tears me down, but no one else
no one else can see it grow
no one else sees me let go
and how can i just let them know?
when it's easier just to not show
made a pretty old mess of me
such a big old wreck no one else can see
just a pretty old mess of me
it's a beautiful mess built just for me
and here i am, a lone fragile man
alone again, 3 am
know i won't, but i can
but i can, yes i can
no more a man, an empty hand
restless waiting for the end
and it just grows beyond my bounds
and digs its roots deep in the ground
keeps growing on, going on
going on down to the bottom
well i can't help but just to want em
bottom's up, pretty mess
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