Uh, uh, uh, uh-oh Let's be alone together But do you got room for one more troubled soul And I said, I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead This is the road to ruin and we're starting at the end We could stay young forever Scream it from the top

Ain't living long like this Can't live at all like this,can I baby? They got'em all in the jailhouse baby I look for trouble and I found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but I don't think I can You make one move and you're

Oh, I believe in yesterday Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play Now I need a place to hide away Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away Now it

Two...three...four...I drank all my fuckin' brew and I ain't gots no more... Feeling so damn tired Running on desperate fumes For the end is Always near, now Empty handed It's always soon Psychocise me

What you won't do, do for love You tried everything, but you don't give up I shoulda seen you was trouble right from the start Taught me so many lessons How not to mess with broken hearts, so many questions When this began we was the perfect match,

I can't find no love No sympathy What kind of love They've got for me I'm on my way To happiness Where I can find Some peace and rest When I'm in my trouble here

Good fortune comes our way And we ride down Kings Highway, yeah yeah Lover, I'll await the day When the time gets right I'm gonna pick you up And take you far way from From trouble my love Under a big ol' sky

Born under a bad sign Been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all If it wasn't for bad luck, you know I wouldn't have no luck at all Hard luck and trouble is my only friend I been on my own ever since I was

I'm facing the bottle for all of my problems These Instagram models are nothing but trouble She's going away now (Now it's over) I'm going full throttle (You drive me crazy) All these Instagram models I said they're nothing but trouble She's going away

This kid's not alright You can follow them to hell This kid's not alright (you can follow them to hell) But this kid's not alright (I still don't know what I'm doing) Troubles coming for the freeman We shake them shaken with the free hand So stand tall,