Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in

I was born to beg for you I'd cry, crawl I'd do it all Teakettle love, I'd do anything Crushed on the train We'd stand by the window Sweat through the hard parts of June We hugged it out and ducked it on purpose Nothing else I needed to do

Before I tear, tear out my eyes I am awakened I'll just admit they're part of me (they're part of me) The storm is coming and I have a choice To accept nature or lose my voice Shall I scream and plead for nothing Or build a roof over my head? I mourn the

You're an S.M.F. REPEAT CHORUS Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so lean You're a walking wonder, you're a metal machine Look and you'll see

They put their trust in us They're gonna be like us Sunday morning, I heard the preacher say Thou shall not kill I don't wanna hear nothing else about killing And that it's God's will 'Cause our children are watching us So let's learn from our history

Kick it back, find a good song on the radio, 'Til we get lost in a sunset falling Lay a blanket by the creek Where the moon peeks over that sycamore tree No one watching Now there ain't nothing wrong, baby, you and I Gettin' down to some up all night And

And all that I've lost, and all that I've won Don't mean nothing more when you open your eyes and they're gone We try to stay young, by chasing the sun You blink for too long, the swans sing a song After all we've been told, we're still flesh and bone

This is all nothing but cold calculation I could make you scared, if you want me to I'm not prepared, but if I have to He said, I can make you scared, it's kind of what I do If you're prepared, here's what I propose to do You're in Russia and more than a

I demand nothing, but I want it all What privilege do we have under the sun, That gives us the right to the throne? Species come and go, but the earth stands forever fast All river runs towards the sea, but the sea is never full To discover the

If I ain't got nothing, I got you If I ain't got something I don't give a damn, 'cause I got it with you I don't know much about algebra, but I know one plus one equals two And it's me and you That's all we'll have when the world is through 'Cause baby