Yeah... You keep saying I'm a bad idea. So why you keep looking at me? Black tee, blue jeans, chain around my neck, Walk into the party, now you're losing your breath. You laugh with your friends, but you're watching my moves, Acting like a saint with that devilish view. Your eyes on my lips when I'm taking a sip, Then you look away like you almost slipped. You can play it cool, you can say we're just friends, But I know that look, and I know how it ends. You say, "Don't start," but you're moving closer, Should've walked away, but you wanted exposure. You like the danger, you like the mystery, And, baby, that's exactly where you'll find me. Messy, messy, Got your heartbeat going reckless. One little touch and you're losing control, Trying to hide what you already know. Messy, messy, Just say my name like you mean it. Crossing every line that you swore you'd never cross, Falling for the boy that you thought you could've lost. yeah we are messy. Hold up, I don't chase, I attract, that's facts, Got your whole world spinning when I text you back. You keep acting tough, but you're cracking the act, One look from me and your plan goes black. Late-night drives with the windows down, Your hand on the wheel while I'm running this town. You keep saying "no," but your body says "yes," Now your friends wanna know why you're looking so stressed. No labels, no games, I don't need a disguise, I can read every truth hiding deep in your eyes. If loving me's wrong, you can love me right 'Cause you keep hitting repeat every time Messy, messy, Got your heartbeat going reckless. One little touch and you're losing control, Trying to hide what you already know. Messy, messy, just say my name like you mean it Crossing every line that you swore you'd never cross, Falling for the boy that you thought you could've lost. It's getting messy. Maybe we're fire, maybe we're smoke, Maybe we're the secret nobody spoke. You can blame the night, you can blame the drinks, But we both know it's deeper than you think. Messy, messy, Got your heartbeat going reckless. One little touch and you're losing control, Trying to hide what you already know. Messy, messy, You say my name like you mean it Crossing every line that you swore you'd never cross, Falling for the boy that you thought you could've lost. It's getting messy. Messy, messy, Messy, messy. Yeah... You keep calling me a bad idea, But you never really mean it. You wear that little halo for the crowd, Then come to me and leave it. You say I'm trouble, You say I cross the line. But if I'm such a bad idea... Why am I always on your mind? Yeah... Maybe I'm a bad idea. Yeah... it's getting messy
