[Intro] Bb F Bb [Verse 1] Bb If I could give this all back F Gm I would be home in the morning Gm I'd wake up in a cold sweat F Bb Take a flight back to the city I was born in Bb And I would wipe myself clean F Gm Of what I knew was unimportant I'd want typical things F I'd try to fit back into all my old clothing [Pre-Chorus] Eb And I would prove myself wrong Gm F That all along, the problem was me F With all my bitterness gone Happy, I'd be [Chorus] Bb I'll move back home forever I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all Eb My pieces back together where they belong Gm F And I'll say, "I'm a mess, I'm a mess Bb Eb Oh God, I'm a mess" Bb And I'll take 89 to Boston See my love and I'll help her Eb Set up her new apartment And we'll get drunk and she'll say Gm F "Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess Bb Eb Good God, you're a mess Gm F Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess Bb Good God" [Verse 2] Bb So I paid off my debts but F Gm I found the world boring So I called my old friends but F Bb they only ever ask me how tour is And there's still weight on my back, Eb F Gm I just try to ignore it I guess the stage was my mask F I forgot the way I looked before I wore it [Pre-Chorus] Eb And I would prove myself wrong Gm F That all along, the problem was me F With all my bitterness gone Happy, I'll be [Chorus] Bb I'll move back home forever I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all Eb My pieces back together where they belong Gm F And I'll say, "I'm a mess, I'm a mess Bb Eb Oh god, I'm a mess" Bb And I'll take 89 to Boston See my love and I'll help her Eb Set up her new apartment And we'll get drunk and she'll say Gm F "Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess Bb Eb Good God, you're a mess Gm F Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess" [Bridge] Eb That's not what I had hoped Now I find comfort in the cold [Chorus] Bb I'll move back home forever I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all Eb My pieces back together where they belong Gm F And I'll say, "I'm a mess, I'm a mess Bb Eb Oh God, I'm a mess" Bb And I'll take 89 to Boston See my love and I'll help her Eb Set up her new apartment And we'll get drunk and she'll say Gm F "Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess Bb Eb Good God, you're a mess Gm F Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess Bb Good God"
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