Produced by Greg Watmore
Mira Records/ Eric Dudinsky
Written by Chantelle Tibbs
Sponsored by Wild Tonic Kombucha


Look what just blew in with the breeze
I've heard all about you, trust me. 
Maybe I caught your eye but all I see
Is the ugly little trail you left behind. 

You don't get to know me
When you're close all I can see is chaos
I won't let you near me
Gonna have to let you down. Chaos

Most girls are all about you, to me
that means about nothing
Most people period are lost at sea
And I'm not drowning in you. I can't drown. 

You don't get to know me
When you're close all I can see is chaos
I won't let you near me
Gonna have to let you down. Your loss

You don't get to know me
When you're close you're close it's too close I can see, Chaos
I won't let you anywhere near me
I gotta let you down. Chaos

All the girls want to be with him
You should see the trail he left behind.
I saw the girl you used to see and she
Looks like you about sucked her dry. 
You're chaos.