The Academy Is...

The Academy Is... - We've Got A Big Mess On Our Hands

[Intro]
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)

[Verse 1]
I’ve got that lefty curse
Where everything I do is flipped
And awkwardly reversed
You’re seldom known and barely missed
I always put myself
In destructive situations
I need oxygen
To be exposed where no one goes, where no one’s been
When it all comes crashing

[Chorus]
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)
Now we’ve got a big, big
Mess on our hands tonight
Sing it
(Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah)
Now we’ve got a big, big
Mess on our hands tonight

[Verse 2]
Somebody get my phone
So I can throw it in a public
Pool and watch it float
And as it slowly sinking down
Become a social ghost
Inside a box, cut at the top
To let some light shine in
To remind me what I’ve done and where I’ve been
When it all comes crashing