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Trouble...
The trouble is when there's no trouble around
you fashion it out of fortune that you've found
blessings to curses
lucks to losses
a game plan of failure with arrows and crosses
cause you came to me with a bow on your back
but you didn't fit me so i
i sent you back
i sent you back
the trouble with you was no trouble at all
no mountain too big, no molehill too small
inside voices
outward poise
i prefer a little noise
you gave me the knife when i showed you the tack
but i couldn't face you so i
i stabbed your back
i stabbed your back
the trouble's with me...etc
try as i might i can't cut you no slack
cause you always loved me so i
I hurt you back
