текст Talk to me now while I'm sober The way that you look I know it's almost over The fighting has stopped But I'm still so lost will you bring me in
Shame creeps down my spine Like the blade of a knife And it's taking it's time Will you wait for me Cause now I can't breathe The air runs thin
I'm another ??? I'm another liar How will I stop When will I start burning
Will I come clean to say that I'm wrong I'm the best kind of mess (Yeah, yeah) I'm the best kind of mess I'm the best kind of mess I'm the best kind of mess
You know that it hurts so bad I wish I could stop But I'm so used to sad You asked me to leave So now I believe That I'm shut out
Now I'm taking this pill just to mend it I'm not calling the shots I'm just calling it quits Would you love me, would you hold me In this wreck I am
