The mess I made

I should've called you out
I should've said your name
I should've turned around
I should've looked again

But, I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away

And it's, you...
And it's, you... 
And it's, you...
And it's, you...



P. S: And it's falling down as you walk away. And it's on me now as you go.