Rosé’s Messy Is a Slow-Burning Spotlight in the Upcoming F1 Movie

Rosé Messy (From F1 The Movie) song artwork

Released on May 8, 2025, as part of the F1 movie soundtrack, Messy by Rosé opens in the middle of something already unraveling.

The first verse doesn’t set the stage — it drops you into aftermath: wrinkled sheets, lingering silence, and a feeling that nothing’s been resolved.

Rosé doesn’t aim for theatrical heartbreak. She sings like she’s sorting through wreckage in real time.

The line “You and I are tangled as these sheets” lands without embellishment.

There’s no hook-hunting in her delivery, no breathless build. The production, from Lostboy and Burns, moves carefully — glitched textures here, pulsing reverb there — as if it’s trying not to interrupt her train of thought.

Eventually, it swells, but not in celebration. When the beat hits, it sounds like someone trying to hold their composure while everything underneath slips.

The Messy lyrics don’t follow a straight path. They loop, retreat, and collapse in on themselves — just like the relationship they’re tracing.

Messy doesn’t just reference a relationship that’s spiralled. It lingers in the indecision.

It loops the chorus like someone who hasn’t figured out how to walk away yet.

“So baby, let’s get messy, let’s get all the way undone” isn’t sung like a dare — it feels more like she already knows they will, and she’s already halfway there.

The music video expands the emotional landscape without overstating it.

Shot around shadowed hotel rooms and flashes of empty Las Vegas streets, it includes never-before-seen footage from F1, the upcoming Apple Original film starring Brad Pitt and Kerry Condon.

Their appearances aren’t framed as cameos; they bleed into the tone. Pitt’s character is shown from a distance — in mirrors, across rain-slicked windows, stepping into light and out of it again.

It’s less about who he is and more about what he represents: the person you can’t quite reach, even when they’re right there.

That tension runs parallel to Rosé’s delivery. She never raises her voice, but the weight keeps increasing.

The song builds without resolution, then pulls back at the edge. By the time the chorus returns for the last time, it doesn’t sound like a climax.

It sounds like someone revisiting an argument to see if the ending changed while they weren’t looking.

There’s a brief moment of calm in the final third — a stripped piano line, a dry vocal take. It doesn’t last.

The track reloads, everything comes rushing back, but slightly askew.

It feels heavier than the first time, not because it’s louder, but because it’s already been lived through once.

There’s a strange weight to Messy that sneaks up on you. It’s not just about sadness — it’s the kind of loneliness that doesn’t need to be loud.

Rosé sounds like she’s already processed the heartbreak, but there’s still something missing in her voice, like she’s singing from a space that’s been emptied out.

You don’t hear devastation. You hear what’s left when the feeling burns off and the quiet remains.

The most compelling thing about Messy isn’t its production or even the writing. It’s the refusal to tidy up. Nothing resolves.

The song doesn’t chase a clean arc or offer a clear answer. Instead, it captures the discomfort of staying in something long after you’ve realised it won’t hold.

It doesn’t matter whether this was written for a race film. The pacing has more in common with the stretch of silence that follows impact.

Not the crash, not the moment before — but that weird, slow quiet when you’re still in the seat, trying to figure out what just happened.

Rosé doesn’t perform that moment. She lets it sit beside you.

ROSÉ Messy Lyrics

Verse 1
You and I are tangled as these sheets
I’m alive, but I can barely breathe
With your arms around me, it feels like I’m drownin’
If I reach for somethin’ I can’t keep
How bad could it really be?

Chorus
So, baby, let’s get messy, let’s get all the way undone
Come over, undress me just like I’ve never been touched
Baby, I’m obsessed with you and there’s no replica
Maybe if it’s messy, if it’s messy, if it’s messy
Then you know it’s really love

Verse 2
I want all of your complicatеd
Give me hell and all of your worst
Whеn the party’s over and I’m screamin’, “I hate it”
How bad could it really hurt
If tonight we just let it burn?

Bridge
You’re pullin’ back and I’m runnin’ for the door
You’re sayin’ those words and it just makes me want you more
A second chance with our hearts on the floor
Guess it’s love