كلمات Hot Mess

Now what, my darling? Two years have passed God, 27 Still crying in cars Stop planning our lives On things that haven’t been said We’re not dead Waiting for the Count down, happy birthday Dry heave, I am not okay Brain rot, in a pretty dress I’m a hot mess Wake up, do the same thing Break up, then we’re dancing Why am I so alright To do it again and again? I can't fight it You try driving Exit to the End in sight, dear Make it ugly Put on a show Hack it that I hate you So that I can let go One more reunion And goodbye again Oh, God, I'd be lying If I didn't want 10 Stop drafting replies To things that haven’t been said He’s not dead Still waiting for the Count down, happy new year Don't know, I am still unclear Where'd I go, take a fucking guess I'm a hot mess Wake up, do the same thing Break up, then we’re dancing Why am I so alright To do it again and again? I can't fight it You try driving Exit to the End in sight, dear Make it ugly Put on a show Hack it that I hate you So that I can let go I can let go Let me let go (Let me let go) Let me let go I can't fight it You try driving Exit to the End in sight, dear Make it ugly Put on a show Hack it that I hate you So that I can let go (Let me let go) Let me let go (Let me let go) Let me let go (Let me let go) (Let me let go)