This Providence - Trouble lyrics

I'm up in arms about it Because I really wanna know your name Oh, but my mind is crowded With all the clever words I'll never say Yeah, I'm goin' down, down She's a girl that I might try to wrap my head around I'm crawlin' out, out, out Of my skin when I think about it So, while I'm thinkin' about it, yeah I wanna taste you I like what I see When you're lookin' at me Come closer Oh, I wanna take you Anywhere I want to Dirty blonde, red shoes Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of- You can try to hide it Try to play it colder than ice cream Oh, but your eyes are fightin' Because I'm nothing like you've ever seen Yeah, I'm going down, down She's a girl that I might try to wrap my head around I'm crawlin' out, out, out Of my skin when I think about it Well, you bet I think about it, yeah I wanna taste you I like what I see When you're lookin' at me Come closer Oh, I wanna take you Anywhere I want to Dirty blonde, red shoes Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of you Movin' on the double Step into my bubble Baby buys the bottle Let's get into trouble Let's get into trouble now I wanna taste you I like what I see When you're lookin' at me Come closer Oh, I wanna take you Anywhere I want to Dirty blonde, red shoes Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of you Gonna make a mess of you I said, I'm gonna make a mess of you