Trouble

I wouldn't say I didn't see her comin'
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 swingin' above her heart
When the mornin' sun set the midnight sky on fire
She left me like a thief not knowin' what she took

I wish trouble always looked that good
I wish trouble always looked that good

Well, 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 drivin' 'cross town thinkin' about turnin' back
Now there's a porch light burnin' a hole right through my windshield
Yeah, there's a silhouette standin' at the screen door waitin' 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



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Earle, Paul Wade Bowen
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