A Little Bit of a Mess

I'm a little bit of a mess

Clothes on the chair

Not in the chest

Phone full of texts I never read

Heart full of words I never said

I'm a little bit of a mess

Little bit loud

Little bit stressed

Laugh it off

Say "I'm fine" I guess

But I'm a little bit

Little bit

Little bit of a mess

I'm a little bit of a mess

Coffee stains on my Sunday plans

Change in a jar

Big dreams in my hands

Smiling in every photograph

Then crying alone at the aftermath

I'm a little bit of a mess

Little bit loud

Little bit stressed

Laugh it off

Say "I'm fine" I guess

But I'm a little bit

Little bit

Little bit of a mess

I'm a little bit of a mess

If I tell the truth

Would you stay? (hey)

Could you love the cracks and the fray?

'Cause I'm not fixed but I'm trying my best

Holding my chaos close to my chest

I'm a little bit of a mess

Little bit lost

Little obsessed

With turning all this doubt into jest

Still a little bit

Little bit

Little bit of a mess

But I'm yours in this beautiful

Beautiful mess