Always looking over your shoulder
Scared by every - every footstep
Look at reflection, shop window
Sit behind a coat of paint scared to death
All your best friends got into something good
You know you should
But it’s too late now
Trouble
You’re in trouble
Oh trouble
A lot of trouble
Hang around in crowded places
Scared of all these, all these faces
The world’s turning upside down
Your mind is going to pieces, scared to death
Trouble
All your best friends got into something good
You know you should
But it’s too late now
Trouble
You’re in trouble
Oh trouble
A lot of trouble
Yeah trouble
You’re in trouble
Oh trouble
A lot of trouble
