All That Mess

How long does it take for pain to turn to beauty? When does a flame begin to turn to ash? What do you say when they ask you how you knew me? Do you tell them you loved me? Do you tell them you loved me? How long should I wait to accept a life without you? There's so many days I wish I could get back What do you say when you hear these songs about you? Do you tell them I loved you? Can you tell that I loved you? Well she's been talking all that mess And I'm still holding on to her favorite dress She's been frequenting the bars But that's not who you are I know who you are There's so many ways for shame to rear its ugly head Play too many games, and you'll get played yourself One little mistake, one slip of tongue, one text misread A domino effect An emotional disconnect Well she's been talking all that mess And I'm still holding on to her favorite dress She's been covering her scars But that's not who you are I know who you are Hold my hand, help me dig this hole deeper I heard you tell everyone that I was a keeper We had a hell of a final chapter, it was a beautiful disaster I hope to see you someday when the smoke all clears Well she's been talking all that mess And I'm still holding on to her favorite dress We thought it was written in the stars But that's not who we are That's not who we are That's not who we are That's not who we are That's not who we are That's just not who we are ("I like your singing!")