Trouble

Everytime we go our separate ways
We keep coming back, yeah
Coming back
Broken dishes at my sister's place
I said don't come back, but I called you back

I miss the way you say my name
Yeah I need that back
I hate to say it's over now
Just live without it but
Everytime we go our separate ways
We keep coming back, yeah
Coming back

Maybe we should take this mess and put it all behind us
(Put it all behind us)
Maybe if we had some sense we'd leave it all behind 'cause
Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us
Trouble's gonna find us
Trouble's gonna find us
Trouble's gonna find us

Baby, you're a stick of dynamite
You keep blowing up
I keep blowing up, yeah
Keep you out of mind and out of sight
I keep showing up
You keep showing up

I hate the way you say my name
But I need that back
I hate to say it's over now
Just live without it but
We're going home at the speed of light
I'm still showing up
You're still showing up

Maybe we should take this mess and put it all behind us
(Put it all behind us)
Maybe if we had some sense we'd leave it all behind 'cause
Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us
Trouble's gonna find us
Trouble's gonna find us
Trouble's gonna find us

Maybe we should take this mess and put it all behind us
(Put it all behind us)
Maybe if we had some sense we'd leave it all behind 'cause
Trouble's gonna find us



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Hill Freedlander, Antonio Thomas Cuna, Anton Nielsen, Rasmus Korsby, Jens Espersen, Grant Averill
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