Jess Adams - I'm a Mess Lyrics

I made my name like some subway saint
Hopping trains to Brooklyn
Broke and lame and running from the day
Beaten and using
Picking shirts to match the bruises
It's fight and fade

I'm a mess
And it won't get better
No it won't get better
Better with time
I'm a mess
And it won't be better
No it won't be better
Better next time

I woke up toking thinking
That I can't let 'em go
So I hopped the train to Brooklyn
Bummed a smoke and called it off on Bedford and 8th
Said excuse me for living
I'd hate to stain the linen
I'll be on my way

I'm a mess
And it won't get better
No it won't get better
Better with time
I'm a mess
And it won't be better
No it won't be better
Better next time

I'm a mess
And it won't get better
No it won't get better
Better with time
I'm a mess
And it won't be better
No it won't be better
Better next time

I'm a mess
And it won't get better
No it won't get better
Better with time
I'm a mess
And it won't be better
No it won't be better
Better next time