My Mess

Sisters crying, slamming doors, plates are flying
I was born into a fractured family, where a word could start a war
Lost my tongue when I spoke my piece
Yeah, he grabbed my shirt and bruised my cheeks
Said a man had to go toe-to-toe with a boy 13

Oh-oh, sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just to do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own

I tried changing the clothes I wear
Even cut my friends off and dyed my hair
But my roots run deep and the pain in my heart's still there
And I'm still not able to open up even
To the people that I love
It's a burden, it's a cloud, and it always seems to follow me around

Oh-oh, sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just to do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own

Sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just to do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own

This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my life

Sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own