Pretty Little Mess Songtext

von Rick Springfield

She Calls
She calls me from this broken town
She blames the boys she runs with
For the drugs and alcohol
She's climbing the walls
She falls apart just as the sun goes down
She says she must get away from it all
Are you man enough?
To come and save me cause the boys play rough

What a mess. What a pretty little mess you are
Stuck up on the shelf, little Miss self destruction

I remember you
A teenage Mary with an attitude
Good go, Baby let the show begin
But I know it's true
Abandoned girls it seems they all get blue
They spend their lives living on the outside
Looking in
She says Baby won't you save my soul
But only when she's lost control

What a mess, what a pretty little mess you are
Stuck up on the shelf, little Miss self destruction
What a mess, what a beautiful mess you are
Higher than a kite at your midnight confession

You lied to me
I always forgave you
I wish I could save you

What a mess, what a pretty little mess you are
Stuck up on the shelf, little Miss self destruction
What a mess, what a beautiful mess you are
Higher than kite, at your midnight confession

And a walking contradiction
Seeking benediction from anyone...