The Trouble with Us

You mumble under your breath I doubt you know what she said Let's get this off of your chest Right here, right now I'm tryna make this a mess We're tryna run in the dark We're makin' reasons to destroy what we needed 'Cause we're addicted to bleeding hearts Got me fighting naked, nothing's sacred We're tearing paint off the walls Nights are made of kiss and make up It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in your eyes Heartbeats get in the way I see that look in your face I can't take it away Ooh, God That's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Ooh, God That's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God That's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Ooh, God That's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust I see you looking at me You let me under your dress But you won't show me you heart Teach me a lesson, I guess I still go back to the dark I'm tryna clean up the mess Girl, I don't know where to start We're in the season not deliberately needing the fire that burn in our hearts Got me fighting naked, nothing's sacred We're tearing paint off the walls Nights are made of kiss and make up It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in your eyes Heartbeats get in the way I see that look in your face I can't take it away Ooh, God That's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you Ooh, God That's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God That's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you (there's a baby) Ooh, God That's the trouble with us I need the trouble with trust (I see you looking at me And now I don't know who to believe)