Mixed Messages

If you were in front of me
Right here in front of me
Would I say something
I might regret?

Word spread
Word spreads faster than a wild fire
In this town

We're sending mixed messages
Sending mixed messages with our thumbs

And then the heat's too strong
It's not there and then gone
But full on, out of nowhere
The heat's too strong

If you were in front of me
Right here in front of me
Would I say something
I might regret?

Word spread
Word spreads faster than a wild fire
In this country

Province to province
It doesn't take long
It doesn't take long to hear all the news

Then the heat's too strong
It's not there and then gone
But full on, out of nowhere
The heat's too strong