Yes our lives are messy
But who gives a damn
We can sort our crap out
As long as we're talking, we can.
Rough day at work,
Rough time at play
Just some momentary madness
Good times will eventually stay
I don't know why I'm writing this
Or tagging you on this piece
I needed to clear out the mess
In my head - need some peace.
And you know well, you know how
This works both ways, then and now
You sort my shit and I sort yours