Xtina Del Valle - The Mess You Left Lyrics

Voice burns out like fire
Through fifty states of wire
I'm waiting on the line
For signs that I'm not right
For noise that isn't white
For time that I can climb
Before it flies
Scold me like you know me
Your buttons open
Like the holes in all your stories you're
Either lonely
Or you have nothing to lose
While you choose
I'm drinking raid
Soaking in bleach
But every pest is besting me
Here comes the swarm
Here comes the hoard
They smell the mess you left in me
Argue with a clown
And you join their circus
So I'm learning to keep quiet
Three thousand miles and twenty years time
Can't help but be yours
Although you never were mine
Temper and a tremor
You're at the center
Every time I get dismembered I
Let it fester
Just like the hole in my shoe
Nothing new
I'm drinking raid
Soaking in bleach
But every pest is besting me
Here comes the swarm
Here comes the hoard
They smell the mess you left in me
I'm drinking raid
Soaking in bleach
But every pest is besting me
Here comes the swarm
Here comes the hoard
They smell the mess you left in me

Voice burns out like fire
Through fifty states of wire
I'm waiting on the line
For signs that I'm not right
For noise that isn't white
For time that I can climb
Before it flies
Scold me like you know me
Your buttons open
Like the holes in all your stories you're
Either lonely
Or you have nothing to lose
While you choose
I'm drinking raid
Soaking in bleach
But every pest is besting me
Here comes the swarm
Here comes the hoard
They smell the mess you left in me
Argue with a clown
And you join their circus
So I'm learning to keep quiet
Three thousand miles and twenty years time
Can't help but be yours
Although you never were mine
Temper and a tremor
You're at the center
Every time I get dismembered I
Let it fester
Just like the hole in my shoe
Nothing new
I'm drinking raid
Soaking in bleach
But every pest is besting me
Here comes the swarm
Here comes the hoard
They smell the mess you left in me
I'm drinking raid
Soaking in bleach
But every pest is besting me
Here comes the swarm
Here comes the hoard
They smell the mess you left in me