2.Trouble
Well your mama said there'd be days like this
Where you don't know if you're in love or if
You're ill from head to toe 'cause if
There's a difference then I don't know
Well you and me we seem to be a match
Made in heaven or history but now
My fever's higher and I'm feeling weak
Check my thermometer, I'm on fire
Aren't you sick, 'cause I'm sick, I'm sick of all of these
Games we're playing
Sick of pretending, we're doing fine
I'm tired of keep, keep on pretending that we
We are infallible, when It's undeniable that
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble, trouble
And day to day we play nice, expertly
Say please and thank you and that don't bother me
But now this painted smile fades from my checks
My faith is shaken and I can't speak
Aren't you sick, 'cause I'm sick, I'm sick of all of these
Games we're playing
Sick of pretending, we're doing fine
I'm tired of keep, keep on pretending that we
We are infallible, when It's undeniable that
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble, trouble
Sitting at the table next to me
We could't be any farther apart you see
We may be young and we may be naive
We might be over and I can't breathe
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
We're headed for trouble
Baby, yeah
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