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Lyrics to Hot Mess
She said, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But I'm smoking by the back door instead
I 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
You know I dream of you sometimes
If you only could read my mind
I promise I'm not a creep, I'm just shy
Oh, oh
She said, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But I'm smoking by the back door instead
I 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 [?]
All the things that I want, but too scared to say
She said, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But I'm smoking by the back door instead
I 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
But I'm smoking by the back door instead
I 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
You know I dream of you sometimes
If you only could read my mind
I promise I'm not a creep, I'm just shy
Oh, oh
She said, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But I'm smoking by the back door instead
I 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 [?]
All the things that I want, but too scared to say
She said, meet me on the dance floor, she said
But I'm smoking by the back door instead
I 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