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?)