Hot Mess Songtext
von Palaye Royale
Hot Mess Songtext
She said meet me in the dance floor
She said that i′m smoking by the back door
Instead, i can see you in a strap vest
Now she's looking perfect
And i know
One more chance, and i′m losing control
Two left feet, now i'm dancing alone
Three more drinks, and i'm needing some more Chemicals
You′re no dreamer, you sometimes
It′s all you read my mind
I promise i'm not a creep, i′m just shy
Oh, oh
So, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But i'm smoking by the back door
Instead, can see you in a strap vest
Black dress, looking like a hot mess
Now she′s looking perfect
And i know
One more chance, and i'm losing control
Two left feet, now i′m dancing alone
Three more drinks, and i'm needing some more
Chemicals
Chemicals
I wanna protect her, wanna make her feel safe
All the things that i blame, insecurity
And i wanna be with your drama
All the things that i want, too scared to say
So, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But i'm smoking by the back door
Instead, can see you in a strap vest
Black dress, looking like a hot mess
Now she′s looking perfect
And i know
One more chance, and i′m losing control
Two left feet, now i'm dancing alone
Three more drinks, and i′m needing some more
Chemicals
Chemicals
Chemicals
She said that i′m smoking by the back door
Instead, i can see you in a strap vest
Now she's looking perfect
And i know
One more chance, and i′m losing control
Two left feet, now i'm dancing alone
Three more drinks, and i'm needing some more Chemicals
You′re no dreamer, you sometimes
It′s all you read my mind
I promise i'm not a creep, i′m just shy
Oh, oh
So, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But i'm smoking by the back door
Instead, can see you in a strap vest
Black dress, looking like a hot mess
Now she′s looking perfect
And i know
One more chance, and i'm losing control
Two left feet, now i′m dancing alone
Three more drinks, and i'm needing some more
Chemicals
Chemicals
I wanna protect her, wanna make her feel safe
All the things that i blame, insecurity
And i wanna be with your drama
All the things that i want, too scared to say
So, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But i'm smoking by the back door
Instead, can see you in a strap vest
Black dress, looking like a hot mess
Now she′s looking perfect
And i know
One more chance, and i′m losing control
Two left feet, now i'm dancing alone
Three more drinks, and i′m needing some more
Chemicals
Chemicals
Chemicals
Writer(s): Dave Green, Emerson Barrett, Emily Hoszowski, Logan Baudean, Matt Squire, Remington Leith, Sebastian Danzig Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com