I'm a F***ing Mess

Verse: I'll re- arrange the stars so they can spell your name It's all I can, I haven't found my place here yet I fan- tasize about a life I'll never have It's all I can, I haven't found my place here yet Chorus 1: I'd rather pretend I feel alright Than be alone - who needs to heal? I want to make a poem of my life But I don't know where to begin I gotta be a man, I gotta be the best They say They always say the same I gotta find the place I gotta find a job But I'm a fucking mess (But I'm a hopeless fucking mess) Verse: I'll re- arrange the stars so they can spell your name It's all I can I haven't found my place here yet No fan- cy clothes I never really cared for taste I shoot all day I haven't found my place here yet Chorus 2: I want to make a movie of my life But I don't have a shooting crew I always romanticize the things that slowly bring me to my grave I gotta be a man, I gotta be the best They say They always say the same I gotta find the place I gotta find a job But I'm a fucking mess