The Holy Mess — My Boring 90's lyrics

Lyrics

Never been good at growing up Always had a knack for messing up Between the two things won’t be looking up anytime
Take this empty glass and fill it up Make a toast lift these spirits up It’s getting cold so bundle up It’s a long walk home
I’m just south of nowhere
And I’m no good for you at all
But as long as it matters
Would you remain until I fall away?