Still got stains on my shirt From last night's rosé Say you can't find your skirt Did you check the hallway Kitchen, the backseat of my whip
I know every, time we, we call it quits I come crawing, falling, into your hips (hot damn) Can't get you off my chest
We're just a hot mess You keep burning me I keep burning for you in that red dress We know better but Don't feel bad about it Every night is a head turner, toes curling, Go 'till the morning 'till we can't be friends We're just a hot mess
Sweet talking smile Brings a man to his knees Got so much to admire And it's wasted on me Listen, you know my position
Now every, time we, we call it quits I come crawing, falling, into your hips (hot damn) We'll live in the back of my bed
We're just a hot mess You keep burning me I keep burning for you in that red dress We know better but Don't feel bad about it Every night is a head turner, toes curling, Go 'till the morning 'till we can't be friends We're just a hot mess
It's barely been 48 hours since we called it quits Using abusing each other for benefits but never friends I still got you on my speed dial I still got you
We're just a hot mess You keep burning me I keep burning for you in that red dress We know better but Don't feel bad about it Every night is a head turner, toes curling, Go 'till the morning 'till we can't be friends We're just a hot messTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
