You mumble under your breath I doubt you know what she said Let's get this off of your chest Right here, right now I'm tryna make this a mess We're tryna run in the dark We're makin' reasons to destroy what we needed ‘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 and 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, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust (I see you looking at me) You let me under your dress But you won't show me your heart 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 We're in the season of deliberately needing a fire to burn in our hearts Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls Nights are made of kiss-and-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 in your face, I can't take it away Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Listen, baby, ooh, God, that's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust I see you looking at me And you just don't know who to thank