The Windowsill - Mess Me Up Lyrics

She knows how to mess me up,
how to mess me up she knows
She knows how to mess me up,
how to mess me up she knows

Smoking cigarettes, waiting down
the block for the bus to come,
sweet summer dress
She said that she would stay,
but oh so suddenly changed her mind,
she has her ways,
I can't quite understand

She knows how to mess me up,
how to mess me up she knows
She knows how to mess me up,
how to mess me up she knows

Sometimes late at night, I stare into her
eyes at the bar and grill, winter moonlight
She says now listen babe, someone'll pick
me up on a motorbike,
she has her ways,
I can't quite understand

She knows how to mess me up,
how to mess me up she knows
She knows how to mess me up,
how to mess me up she knows