Fine Ass Mess

         Dm                      Am    F      C
Hear me out, shut up and listen for a minute
                              Dm             G      Am
It's time to clean all these closets out, starting with
            G                                 Dm
Sweet as a rose, but you're still covered in thorns
        C
It's hurting your image
      Dm                            G
Everyday you chose to live for the moment
    C             Am
It sure got you dirty

[Chorus 1]
  C         Dm
Girl, you a fine ass mess
Am                  F C
I hate that it's true
                           Dm
Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress
         Am
Way too much been swept up under your rug

[Post-Chorus]
Am
Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na

[Verse 2]
          G    D                           Am C
There's certain things that you just can't do
 G                    Dm                  Am
Nobody laying in the bed that you've made but you
 C   Dm
You won't see the beauty I've seen
    G                 C
And realize 'til you clean off your mirror
Dm,               G
Down and dusted, broke and disgusted
  Dm                 G                    Am
Baby, don't trust the smoke and the mirrors
I'll show you what's clearer

[Chorus 2]
               Dm
You can't be a fine ass mess
  Am               F    C
I hate that it's true
                            Dm
Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress
         Am
Way too much been swept up under your rug

[Bridge]
Dm
She's messy and sexy
The whole world knows
C                    Am
Her beauty don't impress me cause her attitude is cold
Dm                                      C
Can be classy and trashy, no way to be both
                  Am
Either one or the other, are you confident though?
Am
Are you copper or gold?
Am
Are you copper or gold?
Am
Let me know, tell me why, yeah

[Chorus 3]
               Dm
Girl, you a fine-ass mess
  Am               F
I hate that it's true
                            Dm
Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress
         Am
Way too much been swept up under your rug
                Dm
You can't be a fine-ass mess
                  F
I hate that it's true
C                           Dm
Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress
         Am
Way too much been swept up under your rug