Trouble

I got a letter in the mail sayin' I'm gonna go to jail 

Someone's got an axe 

Lookin' it out for me 

Well I was feelin' pretty nice didn't have to think twice 

Finders keepers baby, keep it away from me 



You got nothin' that I need 

Stay away from me 

I'll quicken your pace to heaven 

You try to give me your lot 

Well I hope you rot 

Gonna tell the devil about you 



You're gettin' me in trouble 

You're gettin' me in trou... 

Gettin' me in trouble 

Every day and night 



I'm alright 



Well I'm a high speed king I never think about a thing 

All I can do is moan 



Everybody takes a turn from the trash I have learned 

But why the hard way for me, I don't know 



I'm gonna get you back 

Stab you in the fat 

I'll make you wish you never met me 

I gonna make you sing the blues 

You're gonna lose 

Show you what you got yourself into 



You're gettin' me in trouble 

You're Gettin' me in trouble 

Gettin' me in trouble 

Every day and night 



I'm all... 



You try to put the weight of the world 

On top of my shoulders 

You got to know that you're a little girl 

Who wants to feel older, feel older (watch out) 



Trouble, yeah 

Trouble, yeah yeah 

I'm in trouble baby (oh yeah) 



You're gettin' me in trouble 

Gettin' me in trouble 

Gettin' me in trouble 

Every day and night 



I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble (alright) 

I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble 

Trouble, trouble, trouble 

Trouble, trouble, trouble