Balcony

i'm the definition of a mess
and its not just my clothes
even when i undress, its inside thats the worst
now my shoes are covered in paint
cause i wear them at work
and my heart its painted with pain
cause i lie to the world
my arizona your killing me, killing me
my sweet arizona i love you but i've got to leave
and from my balcony i scream as the wind hits the trees undressing the leaves into backyard
what a mess, what a lovely mess that i love to see
and i want to see in different places
my arizona your killing me, killing me
my sweet arizona i love you but i've got to leave
and from my balcony i scream as the wind hits the trees undressing the leaves into backyard
what a mess, what a lovely mess that i love to see
and i want to see in different places