Maybe it all began out on the schoolyard
I hit Benny in the stomach, he came back hard
Like a baby I cried in front of everyone
I saved my fists for myself from that day on
Trouble
I'm in trouble
Cnd it worked pretty good, 'til I was 14
I was popular then with everyone but me
On my bedroom floor with a head full of nothing
'Cept the ghost of a fist pounding on something
Trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
When my momma cries says 'just hang on'
Cnd I can't promise her that I'll be round for long
When every day I feel like a metaphor
For something literal that I was before
I blow the candles out, I say one more year
Cnd if I haven't changed, I'm gettin outta here
I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble
The bath is full, got a knife in my hand
Taste the skin just to see if I can
Like a baby I cry at the thought of the slaughter
Throw the knife away, drain the water
Trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
Trouble Video (MV)
Performed By: Casey Black
Language: English
Written by: JON PHILLIP, JUSTIN ENTSMINGER, PATRICK CARRIE, ROBERT MACLEAN
Casey Black - Trouble Lyrics
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Maybe it all began out on the schoolyard
I hit Benny in the stomach, he came back hard
Like a baby I cried in front of everyone
I saved my fists for myself from that day on
Trouble
I'm in trouble
Cnd it worked pretty good, 'til I was 14
I was popular then with everyone but me
On my bedroom floor with a head full of nothing
'Cept the ghost of a fist pounding on something
Trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
When my momma cries says 'just hang on'
Cnd I can't promise her that I'll be round for long
When every day I feel like a metaphor
For something literal that I was before
I blow the candles out, I say one more year
Cnd if I haven't changed, I'm gettin outta here
I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble
The bath is full, got a knife in my hand
Taste the skin just to see if I can
Like a baby I cry at the thought of the slaughter
Throw the knife away, drain the water
Trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I hit Benny in the stomach, he came back hard
Like a baby I cried in front of everyone
I saved my fists for myself from that day on
Trouble
I'm in trouble
Cnd it worked pretty good, 'til I was 14
I was popular then with everyone but me
On my bedroom floor with a head full of nothing
'Cept the ghost of a fist pounding on something
Trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
When my momma cries says 'just hang on'
Cnd I can't promise her that I'll be round for long
When every day I feel like a metaphor
For something literal that I was before
I blow the candles out, I say one more year
Cnd if I haven't changed, I'm gettin outta here
I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble
The bath is full, got a knife in my hand
Taste the skin just to see if I can
Like a baby I cry at the thought of the slaughter
Throw the knife away, drain the water
Trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
I'm in trouble
Writer: JON PHILLIP, JUSTIN ENTSMINGER, PATRICK CARRIE, ROBERT MACLEAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.