Meet Me In My Mess

Wil you meet me in my mess

Because I don’t know where you are

Will you meet me in my mess

Because all I know is my scars

Will you meet me in my mess

Because I can’t stand to pretend

Will you meet me in my mess

Teach me how to trust again.

 

Will you meet me in my mess tonight

Because I don’t have the will to fight

All I see

Is how they look at me

And I’ve lost the will to stand

So will you take me by the hand…

 

And will you meet me in my mess

Tell me of your love?

Will you meet me in my mess

Tell me I don’t have to be good enough

Will you meet me in my mess

All the shit I’ve tried to hide

Will you meet me in my mess

Come meet me in in my mess

I’ll let you see my mess

Tonight

 

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