Trouble

Composed by：Anton Twile Nielsen/Jens Espersen/Rasmus Mygind Korsby/Grant Averill/Benjamin Freelander

Every time we go our separate ways we keep coming back yeah

Coming back

Broke the dishes at my sister's place

I said don't come back but I called you back

I miss the way you say my name yeah I need that back

I hate to say it's over and just live with that

But every time we go our separate ways

We keep coming back yeah coming back

Baby we should take this mess and put it all behind us

Put it all behind us

Baby if we had some sense we leave it all behind

'Cause trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Baby you're a stick of dynamite you keep blowing up

I keep blowing up yeah

Keep you out of my life of sight

I keep showing up you keep showing up

I hate the way you say my name but I need that back

I hate to say it's over and just live with that

We're going nowhere at the speed of light

I'm still showing up you're still showing up

Baby we should take this mess and put it all behind us

Put it all behind us

Baby if we had some sense we leave it all behind

'Cause trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Trouble's gonna find us

Baby we should take this mess and put it all behind us

Put it all behind us

Baby if we had some sense we leave it all behind

'Cause trouble's gonna find us