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You mumble under your breath
I doubt you know what you said
Let's get this off your chest
Right here,right now
I'm tryna make this a mess
We're tryna 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
Ooh, God has a trouble with me
I need the trouble with you
Ooh, God has a trouble with us
I need the trouble we trust
Ooh, God has a trouble with me
I need the trouble with you
Ooh, 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 tryna clean up the 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
Ooh, God has a trouble with me
I need the trouble with you
Ooh, God has a trouble with us
I need the trouble we trust
Ooh, God has a trouble with me
I need the trouble with you
Ooh, God has a trouble with us
I need the trouble we trust
I see you looking at me
And now I don't know who to believe