Messed Up

Her hair is always frazzled
Her dresses never match her shoes
But I can remember how she dazzled
Now she wears just grays and blues

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She's messed up
She's messed up
She's messed up
And really feeling blue

Go up to her apartment
Empty bottles fill the floor
Well, somebody has to go and tell her
She don't need that stuff anymore

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She's just a woman in the wilderness
Surrounded by strangers who lick their lips
And smile
Then say goodbye

She never thought it would end like this
With a bundle of joy and unhappiness
Now she's given up trying
There's no use in crying now

She's messed up

The streets are almost empty
Another dawn is closing in
If you meet her, greet her gently
Please don't ask her how she's been

She never thought it would end like this
With a bundle of joy and unhappiness
Now she's given up trying
There's no use in crying now

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She's really feeling blue
She's really feeling blue
She's really feeling blue
She's really feeling blue
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