Messy - YVR

When I’m with him

I’m thinking about you

What your body feels like

How it moves

chest one night

I don’t wanna choose

Wanna have my cake

And eat it too

Can’t help what I feel

Hope you don’t cry over spilled milk

Because-

imagination

This ain’t love just infatuation

I know its a sticky situation

Things about to get messy

Things about to get messy, messy

Things about to get messy, messy

Nothing has changed

My heart is still his

But my body belongs

To your kiss

Can’t help what I feel

Hope you don’t cry over spilled milk

Because-

imagination

This ain’t love just infatuation

I know its a sticky situation

Things about to get messy

Things about to get messy, messy

Things about to get messy, messy

Baby, just with my eyes

I’ve probably undressed you at least a million times

And I just gotta have it

When you come say uh- You look like you’re real good at it

I gotta get you out my system

You’re all I think about when I kiss him

It’s like I’m seeing double

Oh, I’m in trouble

imagination

This ain’t love just infatuation

I know its a sticky situation

Things about to get messy

Things about to get messy, messy

Things about to get messy, messy