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look out below.

i know walking on this highwire probably isn't my best idea
but i blurred the line between real and fake so long ago
he still haunts my guilty conscience from time to time
yeah he's the one mistake i've tried for months to outgrow

but like the summer weather that beat down on me the day we met
Trouble won't stop coming back, coming back
and i know that once i kick ole' Trouble out of my life
that creature's going to be once again on the attack

and there's a sign the size of hell that tells me to look out below
i've walked down this path before but it's like i've never known
because every time i think that i've finally moved on
something comes back to remind me that Trouble's never gone

you see this boy named Trouble used to be a friend of mine
countless hours of phone conversation that kept us up all night
he's back for round three or four and fucking with my head again
i try to calm down my senses and say i forgot my medicine

but silly me, i never learn the difference between right and wrong
so i'm stuck here at this damn kitchen table writing another song
about my stupid insecurities and things i'm too shy to face
mister Trouble is coming up the road to put me in my place

and there's a sign the size of heaven that tells me to reach for above
i've walked down this path before but i still haven't felt loved
because every time i think that he's finally moved on
something comes back to remind me that Trouble's never gone

he never leaves me in my sleep
i'm haunted by my guilty dreams
waking up in the middle of the night
thinking of when it was all alright
and i know i'm the one who messed this up
took another fall so now i'm shit out of luck
because Trouble never leaves me, you see
he's back to cause another sea of misery

and there's a sign the size of my bedroom that tells me to keep my head up high
but i'm drowning in my bad decisions and being sober doesn't answer why
and Trouble never tells the truth; might as well be the devil himself
and he's coming back to remind me i'm still stupid and easy as hell

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