You mumble under your breath, I doubt you know what she said Let's get this off your chest Right here, right now I'm tryina make this a mess, We're tryina run in the dark Won't make up reasons to destroy what we're needing ‘Cause we're addicted to bleeding hearts
Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls Nights are made of kiss & make up, It's on the edge of emotional
I see that look in your eyes Heartbeats get in the way, I see that look on your face I can't take it away
Uh, God has a trouble with me I need the trouble with you Uh, God has a trouble with us I need the trouble we trust
Uh, God has a trouble with me I need the trouble with you Uh, God has a trouble with us I need the trouble we trust
I see you're looking at me
You let me under your dress But you won't show me you hide Teach me a lesson, I guess I still go back to the dark I'm tryina clean upthe mess Girl, I don't know where to start Burning the seasons, not deliberately needing If I'd had a fire I'd burn it up heights
Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls Nights are made of kiss & make up, It's on the edge of emotional
I see that look in your eyes Heartbeats get in the way, I see that look on your face I can't take it away
Uh, God has a trouble with me I need the trouble with you Uh, God has a trouble with us I need the trouble we trust Uh, God has a trouble with me I need the trouble with you Uh, God has a trouble with us I need the trouble we trust