[Verse 1]
You know I’m impatient
So why would you leave me waiting outside the station
When it was like minus four degrees?
And I, I get what you’re sayin’
I just really don’t wanna hear it right now
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I’m gonna die lucky if I turn 33
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I’m not skinny, and I pull a Britney every other week
But cut me some slack, who do you want me to be?
[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m too messy, and then I’m too fucking clean
You told me, “Get a job, ” then you ask where the hell I’ve been
And I’m too perfect, ’til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I’m too clever, and then I’m too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it’s that time of the month
And I’m too perfect, ’til I show you that I’m not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate, you hate
[Verse 2]
It’s taking you ages
You still don’t get the hint, I’m not askin’ for pages
But one text or two would be nice
And please, don’t pull those faces
When I’ve been out working my arse off all day
It’s just one bottle of wine or two
But, hey, you can’t even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you out gettin’ stoned at four o’clock?
And then you come home to me
And don’t say hello, ’cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m too messy, and then I’m too fucking clean
You told me, “Get a job, ” then you ask where the hell I’ve been
And I’m too perfect ’til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I’m too clever, and then I’m too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it’s that time of the month
And I’m too perfect ’til I show you that I’m not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
Oh-ooh, and I’m too messy, and then I’m too fucking clean
You told me, “Get a job, ” then you ask where the hell I’ve been
And I’m too perfect, ’til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I’m too clever, and then I’m too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it’s that time of the month
And I’m too perfect, ’til I show you that I’m not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
Messy by Lola Young is an anthem for all the people who are stricken with anxiety yet want to be able to live their life to the fullest. The following breakdown is my personal interpretation.
[Verse 1]
This first verse feels like I am a teenager again on a corner waiting for someone to pick me up. I get a call from this person and express all the feelings I have, especially about leaving me in the cold. But it turns into a ridicule. As someone who had similar situations happen to me, this first section of this verse makes me feel seen. Knowing that someone else has gone through specific experiences that alter their perception of life. In the second part of this verse, she goes on to say how she smokes and how she isn’t skinny. But not for sympathy, but for honesty. I also want to highlight the line “and I pull a Britney, every other week” insinuating dealing with mental health issues as well. I find it eye opening due to the fact that this was the first song I listened to by Lola Young. Her sharing her honest true feelings not even with a lighter tone is nice. It also promotes sympathy not just for her, but for all fans of her work.
[Chorus]
This section is anthem like. Everyone is messy at some point in their life. But the second they clean it up others, whether that is the media or close friends, make that cleanliness their whole idea. Trying to uphold this in their lives when in reality, that life is not theirs. The chorus keeps this theme with other parts of life such as having employment, having a big mouth, and having your time of the month. These things are all apart of normal life, yet Lola goes in description on how it does not matter. People will judge you no matter what, Lola wants to express that she does not care. She will be herself no matter what.
[Verse 2]
This verse feels more targeted at a partner. All she wants is attention from her partner. It should not be a difficult task to text someone that you love. She goes on to explain how their reactions just worsens the situation. This is a common occurrence amongst the youth today. It is hard for people to express their feelings due to the fear of rejection or lack of attention. People wish that they could be themselves. Lola is pushing the narrative that you can, you just have to ignore the haters.
This song is not just a song about embracing who you are. It is about proving to yourself that you do not have to change. Showing the perception of people talking garbage about themselves due to other people is really inspiring. I think because Lola is not from the US, we finally can get a raw interpretation of this. In my opinion, many US artists tend to steer clear of this sort of rhetoric in fear of backlash or false accusations. So having an artist finally not care is nice.
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