LOLA YOUNG: MESSY

I love this song because the chorus is the conversation I have with myself, in my head, all the time...

'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean.

You told me, "Get a job," and then ask where the hell I've been.

And I'm too perfect until I open my big mouth.

I want to be me.  Is that not allowed?

And I'm too clever and then I'm too fucking dumb.

You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month.

And I'm too perfect, 'till I show you that I'm not

A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the fucking lot.