HOT MESS
I keep my problems to myself
Don't think I do so successfully
My friends still saying I need help
Can't say that I disagree
You don't want me all to yourself
Too much of me is bad for your health
Cause all my habits fatal, I'm always just short of stable
But at least my drama looks good as hell
Ripped tights, tight dress
Need a smoke break
Long night, quick sex
I'm a headache
I just can't control
I just can't control it
There's no fun in keeping it cool
I'm a hot mess
I'm a hot mess
Oh, come watch me spiral like a staircase
Oh, I'll be your favorite kinda headcase
I'm a bad religion, find me drinking at the altar
I could be your daddy and your father
Ripped tights, tight dress
Need a smoke break
Long night, quick sex
I'm a headache
I just can't control
I just can't control it
There's no fun in keeping it cool
I'm a hot mess
I'm a hot mess
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Don't want me all to yourself
Too much of me is bad for your health
Cause all my habits fatal, I'm always just short of stable
But at least my drama looks good as hell
Oh, ripped tights, tight dress
Need a smoke break
Long night, quick sex
I'm a headache
I just can't control
I just can't control it
There's no fun in keeping it cool
There's no fun in keeping it cool
I'm a hot mess
Don't think I do so successfully
My friends still saying I need help
Can't say that I disagree
You don't want me all to yourself
Too much of me is bad for your health
Cause all my habits fatal, I'm always just short of stable
But at least my drama looks good as hell
Ripped tights, tight dress
Need a smoke break
Long night, quick sex
I'm a headache
I just can't control
I just can't control it
There's no fun in keeping it cool
I'm a hot mess
I'm a hot mess
Oh, come watch me spiral like a staircase
Oh, I'll be your favorite kinda headcase
I'm a bad religion, find me drinking at the altar
I could be your daddy and your father
Ripped tights, tight dress
Need a smoke break
Long night, quick sex
I'm a headache
I just can't control
I just can't control it
There's no fun in keeping it cool
I'm a hot mess
I'm a hot mess
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Don't want me all to yourself
Too much of me is bad for your health
Cause all my habits fatal, I'm always just short of stable
But at least my drama looks good as hell
Oh, ripped tights, tight dress
Need a smoke break
Long night, quick sex
I'm a headache
I just can't control
I just can't control it
There's no fun in keeping it cool
There's no fun in keeping it cool
I'm a hot mess
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew L. Dixon, Curtis J Peoples, Cami Petyn, John Samuel Fergus Gerhart
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