Trouble

I’m a complainer

I find the dark side is easy on the eyes

I'm always guessing at the answer

And wondering why, oh why

Do I try it my own way?

And blow it all up in my face

Call it a sense of adventure

I have to do it the hard way

I make stupid wagers

I raise when I know I should stay

Headed straight into danger

‘Cause I don’t know how to walk away

I’m always taking the side roads

I’m not gonna wait just to keep going straight

I don’t know how to explain it, except to say

I have to do it the hard way

I am trouble

I might be more trouble than I am worth

I don’t know what you see in me

But I’m glad you’ve got the nerve

I am my own worst enemy

But I know it could be worse

I was under a spell and you broke the curse

My mind is too busy

There ain’t enough time in the day

I’m a master of nothing

But tell me who d’you suppose is to blame?

I’m going to break it to pieces

And rebuild it exactly the same

I know it isn’t my business

But you know me (don't you now?)

I have to do it the hard way

I am trouble

I might be more trouble than I am worth

I don’t know what you see in me

But I’m glad you’ve got the nerve

I am my own worst enemy

But I know it could be worse

I was under a spell and you broke the curse

I was under a spell

I was under a spell

I was under a spell and you broke the curse