Trouble Songtext
von Jon Brion

Here′s the face of trouble
It's the face I wear
And it may invite you in
But I won′t go there

Here's a working model
That generates despair
And this baby cranks it out
And it will take you out
And I won't care

It′s a beauty


It′s the mark of someone
Who's beyond repair
He′ll refuse to help himself
Thinking only of himself
And though he isn't by himself
Well it′s your job now

There's a conversation
We′re about to have
And it's full of twists and turns
Half truths and vague concerns
From one who never learns
To one who never learns
And I never learn

Here's the face of trouble