David F. Bello - The Mess You Call lyrics

Do I care enough To write a song about f**ing you Or not f**ing tonight I don't remember Putting your name in my phone But I remember, I remember The numbers you typed f** anyone who said a bad word About me and my friends today I think They're just trying to look like They fit in to whatever bar they've snuck And f** them for Writing on my hand And f** f** f** My overuse of the word "f**" And if I win in the end (I'll call you) And if I break into this land (I'll plant you) And if you let me take your leaves (I'll grow you) And if you sleep around my hand (I'll keep you) Take the accent off the vowel And put it between yr lips (cracked) Like a seedshell (cracked) The Liberty Bell (cracked) The training water bed It seems the last 40 minutes Were spent leading up to this I put my hand into the mess You call the hair on your head!