Trouble
Drank another glass of trouble tonight
Don’t know
If I’ll ever learn how to apologize

Is it easier to hide?
Then swallow all my pride

Wish I could be true
To you
I really do

See my lies are all my truths
But to you they're all just lies

Never been caught before
Dug so many graves you’ll never find

Oh baby
Trouble
Poured myself another glass of trouble, tonight

Don’t know
Daddy never taught me how to
To apologize
Summers come and gone
Can’t fix it with this song
But I promise cross my heart
I remember
Every X that marks the spot
Maybe today’s the day I’ll learn a new chord change
But I’ll probably end up playing the same three chords
The same old way
I’ve got trouble

Poured myself another glass of trouble, tonight
I don't know
Daddy never told me how to apologize
Don't want more
Trouble
Trouble
Trouble
I've got some
Trouble
I don't want more
Trouble
Trouble
I don't want more
Trouble