Unprepared with a capital F While other boys are making movements to the west Restless hands rearrange the mess, oh-oh Sort the mess to create a new mess Sort the mess to create a new mess Stole your light, put it into my rock Took your warmth, now there's a smallness in the way that you talk Worried hands reconfigure the S Ignore the mess, but create a new mess Sort the mess to create a new mess You made a mess, I couldn't add to the mess Saved a mess, instead I'll send you a text Went to bed dreaming They covered you in graffiti Took what I wanted, but I will return what I needed If it means you'll be Less blue than me Ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh