Going out of my nind these days
Like I'm walkin' 'round in a haze
I can't think straight, I can't concentrate
And I need to shave

I go to work and I look tired
The boss man said 'Son, you gona get fired,
This aint your style'
And behind my coffee cup
I just smile

What a beautiful mess, what a beautiful mess Im in
Spending all my time with you
There's nothing else Id rather do
What a sweet addiction that I'm caught up in
'Cause I can't get enough
Can't stop the hunger for your love
What a beautiful mess, what a beautiful mess Im in (ah ah)

This morning put salt in my coffee
I put my shoes on the wrong feet
I'm loosen my mind I swear, it might be the death of me, but I dont care

Is it your eyes
Is it your smile
All I know is that
Your driven me wild