Messy Lyrics

I’m a canvas painted wild, then I’m whitewashed clean,

You give me the job description while I'm lost in a dream.

Walk that tightrope, babe, on a wire so thin,

Trying to fit your mold, but the pieces just won’t blend.

And it’s a pendulum swing, swinging back and forth,

I’m too messy with my feelings, or I’m polished to the core.

You want the perfect tune, but I’m just a broken song,

Is it too much to ask, can’t I just be wrong?

I’m clever in the sunshine, then I’m dumb in the storm,

You love it when I’m laughing, but when it’s real, it’s a bore.

I’m too perfect on a selfie, but I’m wrecked when I’m alive,

A thousand faces in the crowd, and none of them survive.

And it’s a pendulum swing, swinging back and forth,

I’m too messy with my feelings, or I’m polished to the core.

You want the perfect tune, but I’m just a broken song,

Is it too much to ask, can’t I just be wrong?

You say you want authenticity, but you twist my every word,

I’m searching for my own peace, but the silence just hurts.

A love that spins in circles, never landing on the ground,

You want a flawless picture, but that’s not what you found.

Yeah, it’s a pendulum swing, swinging back and forth,

Too messy in my heart, or I’m shining like the North.

You want the perfect tune, yet I’m far from the refrain,

Is it too much to hope that I could be the same?

You hate the fucking lot, babe, all the flaws of me,

But I’m just searching for a way to finally be free.

So here’s my final question, can we find a brand new start?

‘Cause I’m just me, yeah, I’m just me, right from the heart.