Beautiful Mess*

I wrote out dumb lists of dates and excuses
Plans A, B, and C
Yes, no's, and maybe's
I put things in order when they fell apart
I built up defenses to prevent the scars
I made up stories, my friends adored me
I'd strike 1, 2, and 3, and then they'd all hate me
I ran from my problems, but didn't get far
'Cause I knew it was me that kept breaking my heart
My head couldn't shut off, no calming the chaos
'Cause I didn't understand yet
'Til you told me the best things in life
Are a beautiful mess