Pretty Little Problem

Oh, you thought I came to party?

Nah, baby—

I came to ruin lives.

Everywhere I go, I’m a glitch in the scene,

Sweet little nightmare dipped in gasoline.

Boys back up but they still wanna chase—

Girls talk tough but won’t say it to my face.

Everywhere I go, I break one rule:

If it feels too good, then I’m nobody’s fool.

Don’t try to save me—I like losing control.

‘Cause everywhere I go? I swallow whole damn souls.

Kick in the door like I’m laughing at fate,

I don’t show up early, I don’t show up late.

I show up exactly when the chaos starts—

And I sign my name on your trembling heart.

I’m pretty as sin with a bite like a curse,

I’ll kiss you tender, then I’ll make it worse.

Your ex-girl’s crying in the bathroom stall,

‘Cause I looked her way and that was all.

I ain’t normal, baby—I’m a walking omen,

Every red flag with a perfume slogan.

Pour me a drink just to see what I do—

Spoiler alert: I’ll probably ruin you.

Everywhere I go, I’m a glitch in the scene,

Sweet little nightmare dipped in gasoline.

Boys back up but they still wanna chase—

Girls talk tough but won’t say it to my face.

Everywhere I go, I break one rule:

If it feels too good, then I’m nobody’s fool.

Don’t try to save me—I like losing control.

‘Cause everywhere I go? I swallow whole damn souls.

Hit the lights—watch me shine too bright,

I’m the storm they warned you about last night.

Whispers follow me like lovesick ghosts,

Every one of ‘em swears they loved me most.

But I don’t love back—I just borrow hearts,

Break ‘em in half like a hobby or an art.

I’m sugar on the rim with a venomous twist,

You’ll be thanking me later that you got to exist.

I talk like trouble with a grin like sin,

Put your sanity down where I can fit it in.

Run if you want—but you’re already mine.

Yeah… you crossed my path, now you’re part of my design.

Everywhere I go, I’m a glitch in the scene,

Sweet little nightmare dipped in gasoline.

Boys back up but they still wanna chase—

Girls talk tough but won’t say it to my face.

Everywhere I go, I break one rule:

If it feels too good, then I’m nobody’s fool.

Don’t try to save me—I like losing control.

‘Cause everywhere I go? I swallow whole damn souls.

Everywhere I go—

I leave a pretty mess.

Everywhere I go—

They call me chaos in a dress.

If you think you can handle me, baby…

Say yes.

(But you won’t survive the second guess.)