Messy ukulele chords by Lola Young

Messy

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Ukulele chords and lyrics for Messy by Lola Young

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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 gonna die lucky if I turn 33

Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney

I'm not skinny and I pull a

Britney every other week

But cut me some slack

Who do you want me to be?

CHORUS

Because I'm too messy

And then I'm too fucking clean

You told me get a job

then you ask where the hell

I've been

And

I'm too perfect

'til I open my big mouth I want to be me

Is that not allowed?

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And I'm too clever

And then I'm too fucking dumb

You hate it when I cry

Unless it's that time 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 hate the fucking

lot

You hate the fucking

lot

You

hate the fucking

lot

You

hate,

you hate

VERSE

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 my ass off all day

It's just one bottle of wine

or two, but hey

You can't even talk

You smoke weed just to help you sleep

Then why you out getting stoned at four o'clock?

And then you come home to me

And don't say hello

'cause I got high again, and forgot to fold my clothes

CHORUS

'Cause I'm too messy, and then

I'm too fucking clean

You told me get a job

then you ask where the hell

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'm too fucking dumb

You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time 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 hate the fucking

You hate the fucking lot

you hate the fucking

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CHORUS

And I'm too messy

And then I'm too fucking clean

You told me get a job

then you ask where the hell

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'm too fucking dumb

You hate it when I cry and let's just have fun

And I'm too perfect

'til I show you that

I'm not a thousand people I could be for you

And you hate the fucking lot

You hate the fucking lot

You hate the fucking lot

You hate the fucking

lot

You hate the fucking lot

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