Everything's a mess
And everything ain't perfect
I know it don't make sense
But everything is copacetic
I wonder what you would do
If keep it real witchu
If I connected with your mental
And your sexual too
Don't wanna let down your guard
You wanna play with my heart
Just got me running round in circles
It's all the same
We argue
We fuss
We make love
Uh huh
We say it's complicated
But it ain't
We argue
We fuss
We make love
Uh huh
Then do it all again
This shit is f*cked up
Everything's a mess
And everything ain't perfect
I know it don't make sense
But everything is copacetic
Everything's a mess
And I know I ain't perfect
I know it don't make sense
But everything is copacetic