Verse We sit at the table, and still refuse to eat Keep our hands filled with pitchforks to use as cutlery I don’t want to fight with you, * but the words you say aren’t true Verse I’ll paper up these walls, while moments turn to years; Always waiting on your call? will this house ever feel like home, dear? Pre-Chorus I don’t want to fight anymore, but you’re breaking through, and you’re slamming doors Chorus And now I’m cleaning up the mess you made I’m just cleaning up the mess you made You can just keep on walking, and call it a parade, * while I’m cleaning up the mess you made Interlude Verse I’ll wander ‘round these city blocks until I find my spot but I’m falling over my feet, and all my messy thoughts Pre-Chorus I don’t want to fight anymore And now I can’t get off the goddamn floor Chorus And I’m cleaning up the mess you made I’m just cleaning up the mess you made You can just keep on walking, and call it a parade, while I’m cleaning up the mess you made Outro I’m just cleaning up the mess you made I’m just cleaning up the mess you made I’m just cleaning up the mess you made
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