If I could give this all back
I would be home in the morning
I'd wake up in a cold sweat
Take a flight back to the city I was born in
And I would wipe myself clean
Of what I knew was unimportant
I'd want typical things
I'd try to fit back into [C7]all [Em]my [A]old clothing
And I would prove myself wrong
That all [Em]along, the problem [A]was [Am7]me
With all [Em]my [A]bitterness gone
Happy, I'd be
I'll move back home forever
I'll feed the dogs
And I'll put all [Em]my [A]pieces back together
Where they belong, and [Bm]I'll say
"I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess"
And I'll take 89 to [C7]Boston
See my [A]love
And I'll help her set up her new apartment
And we'll get drunk and [Bm]she'll say
"Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God, you're a mess"
"Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God"
So I paid off my [A]debts but I found the world boring
So I called my [A]old friends but they only ever ask me how tour is
And there's still weight on [C7]my [A]back, I just tɾy to [C7]ignore it
I guess the stage was [Am7]my [A]mask
I forgot [Fm7]the way I looked before I wore it
And I would prove myself wrong
That all [Em]along, the problem [A]was [Am7]me
With all [Em]my [A]bitterness gone
Happy, I'll be
I'll move back home forever
I'll feed the dogs
And I'll put all [Em]my [A]pieces back together where they belong
And I'll say, "I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess"
And I'll take 89 to [C7]Boston
See my [A]love
And I'll help her set up her new apartment
And we'll get drunk and [Bm]she'll say
"Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God, you're a mess"
"Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess"
That's not what I had hoped
Now I find comfort in the cold
I'll move back home forever
I'll feed the dogs
And I'll put all [Em]my [A]pieces back together where they belong
And I'll say, "I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess"
And I'll take 89 to [C7]Boston
See my [A]love
And I'll help her set up her new apartment
And we'll get drunk and [Bm]she'll say
"Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God, you're a mess"
"Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God"
