ryan adams
trouble
Trouble, I hear the clock tick in the room The walls will crumble, and you're holding the match to the fuse There's something I thought just got, nothing else to say I've been on the beats since yesterday There's something loose, either way  Hey, we might as well be dead and be gone If we don't belong here Hey, the year and the day That it lands on my face Like I'm out of my sense Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in Trouble I'm in  I feel you watch me cross the room Another summer, in the palms of the core of doom Put my hand through the mirror like I'm guard alone Seven years bad luck is better than none Following the good back into the gone  Hey, we might as well be dead and be gone If we don't belong here Hey, it's the year and the day That it lands on my face Like I'm out of my sense Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in Umm all the Trouble Umm, and all the trouble I'm in  I see my brother, he's waiting in line for his turn I'm not as humble, I know everything here is gonna burn Sometimes I just got nothing else to say I've been on the beats since yesterday There's something loose, either way  Hey, we might as well be dead and be gone If we don't belong here Hey, it's the year and the day That lands on my face Like I'm out of my sense Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in Yeah, all the trouble Yeah, and all the trouble I'm in Hey, all the trouble All the trouble I'm in