Youre A Mess In Public

                         C
We used to talk in the summer
                        G
Before we had things to do
           F
And in the winter we would talk before school
                      C
And I was feeling impeccable
                         G
Toward everything in my life
     F
It's Tuesday 3 AM and you write
              C
"I wanted to die"





[Verse 2]
                     C
You're a mess in public
                           G
But I still think you're cute
           F
And if I could I would take back the things I do
                       C
Cuz I was feeling impeccable
                          G
Toward everything at the time
       F
It's Tuesday 3 AM and you write (fuck!)
              C
"I wanted to die"