Yes I'm A Mess
 作词 : Ryan Met/Jack Met/Adam Met
 作曲 : Ryan Met/Jack Met/Adam Met
 I leave my house at three o' clock
 With two hundred texts and two missed calls
 Guess all of the friends that I pissed off
 All talked
 And I took a job for just July
 But feels like I might be here for life

 Yeah, I'm in it now, I'm in it now
 Could I start again, somehow?

 Yes, I'm a mess with an S on my chest
 Got stress fillin' up my head
 So I spent last night blowin' up my life
 Now you won't see me again
 Cheers to the front, and cheers to the back
 And cheers to the 2010s
 I could hate my guts when the sun comes up
 But I like myself like this
 I like myself like this

 Why should I fix the shit I've done
 When I could just pack my shit and run?
 Delete every number from my phone
 So long
 Yeah, I'll get new shirts 'cause mine all stink
 And I'll tell my boss what I really think

 Yeah, I'm in it now, I'm in it now
 Could I start again, somehow?

 Yes, I'm a mess with an S on my chest
 Got stress fillin' up my head
 So I spent last night blowin' up my life
 Now you won't see me again
 Cheers to the front, and cheers to the back
 And cheers to the 2010s
 I could hate my guts when the sun comes up
 But I like myself like this
 I like myself like this

 Yes, I'm a mess with an S on my chest
 So I spent last night blowin' up my life
 Now you won't see me again
 Yes, I'm a mess with an S on my chest
 I could hate my guts when the sun comes up
 But I guess that's what this is
 I like myself like this

 I could hate my guts when the sun comes up
 But I like myself like this