Noah Kahan - Mess: chords

           A#
If I could give this all back
                        F     Gm
I would be home in the morning
I'd wake up in a cold sweat
                                      F/A   A#
Take a flight back to the city I was born in
A#
And I would wipe myself clean
                        F    Gm
Of what I knew was unimportant
I'd want typical things
                                      F/A
I'd try to fit back into all my old clothing

D#
And I would prove myself wrong
     Gm                           F
That all along, the problem was me
With all my bitterness gone
Happy, I'd be

Chorus:
A#
I'll move back home forever
I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all
D#
My pieces back together where they belong
              Gm           F
And I'll say, "I'm a mess, I'm a mess
   A#               D#
Oh God, I'm a mess"
    A#
And I'll take 89 to Boston
See my love and I'll help her
D#
Set up her new apartment
And we'll get drunk and she'll say
 Gm                   F
"Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess
     A#                 D#
Good God, you're a mess
   Gm              F
Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess
     A#
Good God"

So I paid off my debts,
but I found the world boring
So I called my old friends,
but they only ever ask me how tour is
And there's still weight on my back,
I just try to ignore it
I guess the stage was my mask
I forgot the way I looked before I wore it

And I would prove myself wrong
That all along, the problem was me
With all my bitterness gone
Happy, I'll be

Chorus:
I'll move back home forever, I'll feed the dogs
And I'll put all my pieces back together
Where they belong, and I'll say
"I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess"
And I'll take 89 to Boston, see my love
And I'll help her set up her new apartment
And we'll get drunk, and she'll say
"Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess,
good God, you're a mess
Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess"

       D#
That's not what I had hoped
Now I find comfort in the cold

Chorus:
I'll move back home forever, I'll feed the dogs
And I'll put all my pieces back together
Where they belong, and I'll say
"I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess"
And I'll take 89 to Boston, see my love
And I'll help her set up her new apartment
And we'll get drunk, and she'll say
"Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess,
good God, you're a mess
Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God"