Testo Hot Mess

Now what, my darling?
Two years have passed
God, 27's still crying in cars
Stop planning our lives
On things that haven't been said
We're not dead

Waiting for the Count down, happy birthday
Dry heave, I am not okay
Brain rot, in a pretty dress
I'm a hot mess
Wake up, do the same thing
Break up, then we're dancing
Why am I so alright
To do it again and again?

I can't fight it, you try driving
Exit to the end in sight, dear
Make it ugly, put on a show
Hack it that I hate you
So that I can let go
One more reunion (One more)
And goodbye again (Goodbye again)
Oh god, I'd be lying
If I didn't want ten
Stop drafting replies
To things that haven't been said
He's not dead

Still waiting for the
Count down, happy nеw year
Don't know, I am still unclear
Wherе'd I go? Take a fuckin' guess
I'm a hot mess
Wake up, do the same thing
Break up, then we're dancing
Why am I so alright
To do it again and again?

I can't fight it, you try driving
Exit to the end in sight, dear
Make it ugly, put on a show
Hack it that I hate you
So that I can let go

Let me let go
Let me let go
Let me let go

I can't fight it, you try driving
Exit to the end in sight, dear
Make it ugly, put on a show
Hack it that I hate you
So that I can let go

Let me let go
(Let me let go)
Let me let go
(Ahh)
(Let me let go)
(Ahh)