Lyrics

I used to hide in the weeds Every time my best friend's momma drove by To see Frankie wasn't hanging with the likes of me I was a broken boy I ain't had no daddy around Just Pall Malls and some Playboys stashed in a treehouse Troublemaker I was just like you With time on my hands Angels and devils both tried to use Graffiti on the Mill Creek Bridge School bully at the end of my first You swing, you miss You learn you live in a world that needs more outlaw kids More rule breakers A few good troublemakers Don't got to tell me it's strange You can dream big, but you can't speak your mind Some people say You're a little too far outside the lines Go get a real job Put those ramblin' ways behind you Grow up and start acting like the rest of us were taught to Troublemaker I was just like you With time on my hands Angels and devils both tried to use Stolen kisses on a good girl's lips Ten years burning both of my ends You swing, you miss You learn you live in a world that needs more outlaw kids More rule breakers A few good troublemakers Troublemakers Putting that trouble to good use Take a stand when the rest would just sit Loving like you're not known to quit You swing, you miss You learn you live in a world that needs more outlaw kids More rule breakers A few good troublemakers Troublemakers
Writer(s): Davis Corley, Kyle Coulihan, Trey Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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