| My name is trouble, my first name’s a mess
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| No need to greet me, I’m here to confess
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| That if you let me hold you I won’t hold my breath
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| And if you let me love you I will love to death
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| My chase is endless I tend to obsess
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| No game is up to my need to possess
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| But if you let me hold you I won’t hold my breath
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| And if you let me love you I will love you to death
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| I’m petrified of emptiness, let aside the loneliness
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| And lovers tend to break me in two
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| If you were to come back to me, in pieces or in melody
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| There couldn’t be a better way through
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| My name is trouble my first name’s a mess
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| Born to deceive you, brought up to redress
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| And if you let me hold you, I won’t hold my breath
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| But if you make me need you I will need you less
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| I’m petrified of emptiness, let aside the loneliness
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| And lovers tend to break me in two
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| If you were to come back to me, in pieces or in melody
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| There couldn’t be a better way through
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| My name is trouble, my first names a mess
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| No need to greet me, I’m here to confess
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| That if you let me hold you I won’t hold my breath
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| And if you let me love you I will love to death
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| But if you let me hold you I won’t hold my breath
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| And if you let me love you I will love you to death |