كلمات Trouble

I wouldn't say I didn't see her coming A light that bright's hard to miss in a place that dark She said yes to a drink while her fingers fumbled With a cross on a chain that was swinging above her heart When the morning sun set the midnight sky on fire She left me like a thief not knowing what she took I wish trouble always looked that good I wish trouble always looked that good I was still a little nervous when I got the courage to call That bright red number she'd written on the back of my hand A bottle of wine rode shotgun with a rose While I was driving cross town thinking about turning back Now there's a porch light burning a hole right through my windshield There's a silhouette standing at the screen door waiting for me I wish trouble always looked that good I wish trouble always looked that good I know a million reasons not to go where I'm headed Oh but when she smiles I can't even think of one I wish trouble always looked that good Yeah I wish trouble always looked that good