I started it all so I'm taking the blame But I'm losing my grip when she's calling my name I gotta pull out before this rush turns to pain but I like it and she likes it
This lovely disaster is cruel at its best I see her confessions through holes in her dress The scene is obscene and I'm sick I confess that I like it, and she likes it
She's a mess, she's a mess, a pretty little mess She's a mess, she's a mess, a pretty little mess She's got poisoned lips that I can't resist She's a mess, she's a mess, a pretty little mess
She'll keep it a secret, a whisper at best Waiting to strike when the world is at rest I cover my eyes as I brace for the crash but I like it, and she likes it
She's a mess, she's a mess, a pretty little mess She's a mess, she's a mess, a pretty little mess She's got poisoned lips that I can't resist She's a mess, she's a mess, a pretty little mess
I know that our fall's just a blink away so I'll keep my eyes wide open It's just a matter of time, a matter of time I know that our fall's just a blink away so I'll keep my eyes wide open It's just a matter of time, 'til I look away
Compositores: Christian Bergeron (SOCAN), Christophe Thebaud (Chris Copa) (GEMA), David Debrandon Brown (David Brown) (BMI), Francis Fugere (Francis Fugère) (SOCAN), Julien Martre (SOCAN), Philippe Richard Lachance (SOCAN), Timothy Blake Healy (ASCAP)Editores: April Music Inc (ASCAP), Les Ed. Tnc Musique, Universal Music Publishing (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #10251191 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM