I guess I'm messy, I'm messy, I'm messy
I'm all messed up
I'm messy, I'm messy
I'm all messed up
I'm messy, I'm messy
I'm all messed up
I'm messy as a boy
And I don't give a fuck
Walk into the room with my skirt tucked into my shoes (My shoes)
I skated here, I'm sweating, had a good day how about you (It was alright)
Let's talk about things, Dan, game plan
Hey Stan, why you talking over me? (Ah)
Chatting shit, I'm not a kid, well this is patronizing
Then explain how you studied this at Uni so you'd know (Mhm)
More than me about the thing that paid for my phone (Yeah)
Why don't you make it a hat trick and comment on my look
Like "Bit outlandish, love, but you know, don't judge a book"