Hot Mess In A Dumpster

I woke up in a pile of glass

Lipstick smeared, outta gas

Last night’s sins still on my sleeve

I’m the chaos you can’t believe

Cigarette burns on my Sunday best

Middle finger raised to all the rest

I’m not broken — I’m just loud

A trash fire wearing a crown

Hot mess in a dumpster —

Screaming like a siren in the rain

Dancing on the edge of shame

Hot mess in a dumpster —

Glorious in gasoline and pain

I’m the anthem of the insane

I spit confetti made of bills unpaid

My halo’s bent, my soul’s decayed

But I laugh like a riot in bloom

I’m the queen of the backroom doom

You want clean lines, I bring the smear

You want silence, I bring the sneer

I’m the echo in your empty halls

The graffiti on your moral walls

No rehab, no regrets

I’m the stain you won’t forget

Cracked mirror, crooked grin

Let the dumpster fire begin

Hot mess in a dumpster —

Glitter soaked in blood and beer

I’m the scream you didn’t wanna hear

Hot mess in a dumpster —

Born to burn, too raw to fear

I’m the wreckage you hold dear