Call this a mess, call me strong.
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
'Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time.
Make up some words on the spot for the moment,
acting like its what you meant to say.
Calling true angels cause lonesome,
you don't believe they exist anyway.
I'd rather shut my eyes.
Call this a mess, call me strong.
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
'Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time.
(wasting their time, wasting their time)
Lifting my head like the weight of the world,
and it seems I forgot how to smile.
We've been friends with the devil, it's dangerous sad that I don't really have many friends.
(don't have a friend)
I'd rather shut my eyes.
Call this a mess, call me strong.
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
'Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time.
Call me a boy 'till I've learned.
Call me the bird or the worm.
'Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time.
There's so much left to see,
but I'd rather shut my eyes.
I don't know what's come over me,
but I'd rather shut my eyes.
There is so much that I could see,
but i'd rather shut my eyes,
I'd rather shut my eyes, I'd rather shut my eyes.
Call this a mess, call me strong.
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
'Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time.
Call me a boy 'till I've learned.
Call me the bird or the worm.
'Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time.
With wasting their time.