(Sam Gay/Porter Howell)



Trouble is

I can't make her see

I said some bad things

I didn't mean

Now it's all come down to this

She's not here

Trouble is

Trouble is she's over me

And it's no use to beg and pled

And it's to late to make amends

She's not here

Trouble is

Trouble is dark, cold, and lonely

Touble it this big half empty bed

Now there's no one around to hold me

She's not here

Trouble is

Trouble is

My closest friend

She moved out and it moved in

Now it's here to stay I guess

That's just the way trouble is

Trouble is dark, cold, and lonely

Trouble is this big half empty bed

Now there's no one around to hold me

That's just the way trouble is

Now there's no one around to hold me

She's not here

Trouble is