Mess

The drinks made me bold
I said, “Let’s do this before I get old”
You cocked a smile
Said, “Let’s talk about it when the light comes out”

This desire
It is deeper
Than all that I hold dear
You asked if I could slow down
That’s the one thing that I fear

I know that I can’t have it all
But I make a mess better than anyone I know

You put your hand on my heart
Said you could feel the ticking and the tock of indecision
It was dancing round and round the clock

This desire
It is deeper
Than all I’ve held onto
Can you see my sincerity in this light?
It’s basically see-through

I know that I can’t have it all
But I make a mess bettеr than anyone I know

Freedom
What is freedom?
How is freedom gonna take hold of me?
Freedom
What is freedom to mе now?