Father John Misty — Trouble

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Trouble
Oh, trouble set me free
I have seen your face
And it’s too much, too much for me
Trouble
Oh, trouble can’t you see
You’re eatin’ my heart away
And there’s nothin’ much left of me

I’ve drank your wine
You have made your world mine
So won’t you be fair
So won’t you be fair
I don’t want no more of you
So won’t you be kind to me
Just let me go where
I’ll have to go there

Trouble
Oh, trouble move away
I have seen your face
And it’s too much for me today
Trouble
Oh, trouble can’t you see
You have made me a wreck
Now won’t you leave me in my misery

I’ve seen your eyes
I can see death’s disguise
Hangin’ on me
Hangin’ on me
I’m beat, I’m torn
Shattered and tossed and worn
Too shocking to see
Too shocking to see

Trouble
Oh, trouble move from me
I have paid my debt
Now won’t you leave me in my misery
Trouble
Oh, trouble please be kind
I don’t want no fight
And I haven’t got a lot of time