The Trouble With Us

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's 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
 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 you 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 not deliberately needing the fire that burn in our hearts
 Got me fighting naked, nothing's 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 (there's a baby)
 Ooh, God
 That's the trouble with us
 I need the trouble with trust
 (I see you looking at me
 And now I don't know who to believe)