To be stuck with you I'm coming back home I'm coming back home to you And yes, I'm a mess but I'm blessed Sometimes it gets unhealthy We can't be by ourselves, we We'll always need each other, and Yes, I'm a mess but I'm blessed I just want you to know

There's a hole in my soul You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground Are laid out one by one We pick ourselves undone All of your flaws and all of my flaws I can't fill it, I can't fill it Can