Hot Mess

She's a hot mess, 150 down the highway in a sundress
 Watch her burn it up, I'm bearing witness
 'Cause if she said that I look better, down the barrel of a Beretta
 Oh, I couldn't protest
 Reckless don't mean a thing if you ain't kinda hopeless
 As she told me not to waste another moment
 No point resisting giving up control
 Ah, I'm giving up control
 Oh, I want it, but you don't know how to let it go
 I got it, but you know I never wanna know
 I have it, have to draw the knife, I bet I won't
 (Does anyone have to know?)
 You got me on the way out, honey, on the way down
 You're so personal, call it how you see it
 Tell me that you need it (does anyone have to know?)
 Better when we're tongue-tied than bitter on a bad night
 You say it's not personal, what's the point of leaving?
 Almost off the deep end (does anyone have to know?)
 (Does anyone have to know?)
 So what's a comeback without just a little bit of combat?
 Clawing up my back, oh, would you want that?
 Would you slip the pill, would you run the blade right through?
 Just for the contact
 "Fuck that," she says as she throws another shot back
 No sweet talk, let's just play it abstract
 What's love but the price of being sold?
 Oh, I'm giving up control
 Oh, I want it, but you don't know how to let it go
 I got it, but you know I never wanna know
 I have it, have to draw the knife, I bet I won't
 (What's the line? It's something like, uh)
 You got me on the way out, honey, on the way down
 You're so personal, call it how you see it
 Tell me that you need it (does anyone have to know?)
 Better when we're tongue-tied than bitter on a bad night
 You say it's not personal, what's the point of leaving?
 Almost off the deep end (does anyone have to know?)
 Get too close, and I'm giving up control
 Jump my bones, tell me what I wanna know
 Do things I won't, so I could never let you go
 Yeah, baby, every time, yeah
 Get too close, and I'm giving up control
 Jump my bones, tell me what I wanna know
 Make me promise I won't ever tell a soul
 (Does anyone have to know?)
 You got me on the way out, honey, on the way down
 You're so personal, call it how you see it
 Tell me that you need it (does anyone have to know?)
 Better when we're tongue-tied than bitter on a bad night
 You say it's not personal, what's the point of leaving?
 Almost off the deep end (does anyone have to know?)