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Walk backwards, through the front door Straight into the trap that you wiggled out of before I go (I go) Around and around, I always end up with you I've mastered, the stupid little trick Of doing everything to the point that it makes me sick I know, (I know) I'm down on the ground, I'm passing out next to you And you said it best When you said I'm a mess And you said it best When you said I'm a mess Run faster Through the city streets And give a hundred dollar bill to every single person you meet I'm blowing all of my dollars, doesn't matter if I'm with you And you said it best When you said I'm a mess And you said it best When you said I'm a mess And you said it best