Trouble is a Friday night when I'm feeling lonely
Trouble is too much time on my hands with you in my head
Trouble is a one-off eyeball when I'm already late and it's last call
Trouble is nothing good ever happens after 2 a.m.
Stumble out of that red door, hop into a cab
Feeling a little bit crazy, feeling like I wanna be fed
Ain't going home till I check a few more sins off my list
If you're looking for me, I'm gonna see, I'm gonna be
Where trouble is
Trouble is a guy with a guitar in the next bar
Trouble is I don't even have to know his name
Trouble is a rebound now when it's looking like there's gonna be a catfight
Trouble is ain't no girl gonna stand in my way
Stumble out of that back door, hop into a cab
Feeling a little bit crazy, feeling like I wanna be fed
Ain't going home till I check a few more sins off my list
If you're looking for me, I'm gonna see, I'm gonna be
Where trouble is
Trouble is
Stumble out of his front door, hop into a cab
Feeling a little bit crazy, feeling a little bit fed
I'm going home to sleep off maybe one or two regeds
If you're looking for me, I'm gonna see, I'm gonna be
Where trouble is