I know the reason that you fell in that puddle Messy girl, messy girl, messy girl I know the reason and it's nothin but trouble Messy girl, messy girl, messy girl You have a tendency to crumble I have a tendency to break you down And I am so sorry now I am so sorry now You have a tendency to stumble I have a tendency to bring you down And I am so sorry now, I am so sorry now I know you better than anyone else I saw this coming from miles away I know the reason that your ends get so frayed Messy girl, messy girl, messy girl You have a tendency to not say things that come to mind And wait until the worst of times to say that you're afraid You have a tendency, to bury all these things inside And let them grow and let them thrive And I am certain it is too late now But if there's anything I can do... I know the reason you are down on the floor And I know the reason we don't try anymore And I know the reason cause we've been here before...