Trouble Is
Trouble is, I can't make her see
I've said some bad things I didn't mean
Now it's all come down to this
She's not here, trouble is.
Trouble is, she's over me.
And it's no use to beg and plead.
It's too late to make amends.
She's not here, trouble is.
Trouble is, dark, cold, and lonely.
Trouble is this big half-empty bed.
Now there's no one around to hold me.
She's not here, trouble is.
Trouble is, my closest friend.
She moved out and it moved in
Now its here to stay I guess
That's just the way trouble is.
Trouble is, dark, cold, and lonely.
Trouble is this big half-empty bed.
Now there's no one around to hold me.
That's just the way trouble is.
Now there's no one around to hold me.
She's not here trouble is.
Autor(es): Porter Howell / Sam Gay
