Should have been different but It wasn't different, was it Same old story, dear John, and so long Should have fit like a glove Should have fit like a ring Like a diamond ring A token of true love Should have all worked out But it didn't She should be here now But she isn't There's your trouble, there's your trouble You keep seeing double with the wrong one You can't see I love you, you can't see she doesn't But you just keep holding on There's your trouble So now you're thinking 'bout All you're missing, how Deep you're sinking, round and round and dragging down Why don't you cash in your chips Why don't you call it a loss Not such a big loss, chalk it up to better luck Could have been true love But it wasn't It should all add up But it doesn't There's your trouble, there's your trouble You keep seeing double with the wrong one You can't see I love you, you can't see she doesn't But you just keep holding on There's your trouble Should have all worked out But it didn't She should be here now But she isn't There's your trouble, there's your trouble You keep seeing double with the wrong one You can't see I love you, you can't see she doesn't But you just keep holding on There's your trouble There's your trouble There's your trouble There's your trouble There's your trouble