Hot Mess Lyrics by dodie
Now what, my darlin’?
Two years have passed
God! Twenty-seven, still crying in cars
Stop planning our lives on things that haven’t been said
We’re not dead
Waitin’ for the
Countdown, 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 ten
Stop
Drafting replies to things that haven’t been said
He’s not dead
Still waitin’ for the
Countdown, happy new year
Don’t know, I am still unclear
Where’d I go, take a fuckin’ 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
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
