[INTRO] [light, bubbly, gentle guitar plucks] Yeah… Girl, you got that kind of magic… The kind that messes me up in the best way… --- [VERSE 1] [warm Rhodes, soft bounce] You walk in the room, and my logic goes missin’, You smile at me once, now I’m out here wishin’. A little more time, just a little more kissin’— Girl, you got me caught slippin’. You talk too fast and you laugh too loud, Trip on your shoes, then you take a bow. Every little thing you do just stands out— You’re chaos, and somehow I’m proud. --- [PRE-CHORUS] [bass opens up, light pad swell] I don’t wanna fix you, girl, I love every flaw, That sweet little madness is my favorite of all. If lovin’ you’s crazy, then I’m ready to fall… Yeah, baby, I’m all in… --- [CHORUS] [bouncy drums, stacked vocals, bright guitar accents] Baby, you’re sweet trouble, But that’s my favorite part. Little bit of fire, little bit of spark— Girl, you light me up like a work of art. Baby, you’re sweet trouble, And I can’t get enough. Every time you break the rules, I fall more in love— Yeah, you’re sweet trouble… Sweet trouble to my heart. --- [VERSE 2] [add playful percussion with ad-libs] You got that habit of stealing my hoodie, Dancing in the kitchen lookin’ way too good, see— You burn all the pancakes and still say you cooked me “The best breakfast in history.” You leave all your makeup on my pillowcase, Sing outta tune with the straightest face. And girl, I’d take every moment, every mistake— Nobody else could take your place. --- [PRE-CHORUS] [slight build, subtle harmonies] I don’t wanna change you, girl, you’re perfect as is, I’m hooked on the chaos every time that we kiss. If this is what crazy is, then call me a bliss— Yeah, baby, I’m all yours… --- [CHORUS] [bigger drums, layered stacks] Baby, you’re sweet trouble, But that’s my favorite part. Little bit of fire, little bit of spark— Girl, you light me up like a work of art. Baby, you’re sweet trouble, And I can’t get enough. Every time you break the rules, I fall more in love— Yeah, you’re sweet trouble… Sweet trouble to my heart. --- [BRIDGE] [strip-down: Rhodes + soft vocal stacks] Call me foolish, call me blind, But I see forever when I look in your eyes. If lovin’ you’s a gamble, girl, I’ll roll the dice— Losing you’s the only price too high… --- [FINAL CHORUS] [full, bright, ad-libs soaring] Baby, you’re sweet trouble, But that’s my favorite part… Sweet trouble to my heart…

Sweet Trouble