Trouble is with boy,
drinks too much
Trouble is with girl,
she never eats
Trouble are with eyes,
they tend to lose their fo cus
Trouble are with hands,
they never hold on hard enough
But who put a gun
against your head?
Who said that you would never win
Who said that you
would never find
the right door to en ter in
Who now adopted all your pride
Who took away your will
And ran away from you
with a wicked, wicked will
Trouble is with earth, it won't shut up
I don't wanna hear those rivers callin' me,
no, no
Trouble are with wars that are not fought
You just have to feel that fire
burn you sometimes
But who put a gun against your head?
Who said that you just couldn't move?
Who said that flowers only bloom
in Springtime
Now who adopted all your pride?
Who took away your will?
And ran away from you
with a wicked, thrill
Trouble is knowing what you want
Trouble is getting what you need
Living is contraction and release
Loving is holding and bleeding
Loving is losing and healing
But who would've gone
against your will?
Who said you just couldn't love?
Who said everything can be bought
with doves and dimes, yes
Who's responsible for lust,
who said that evil is a girl
Who made us do all of these crimes,
yes
Who put a gun against your head
To the night you fell to the sea
Who found all the pearls
that you had saved
And then crushed them for me
Now you've adopted all your pride
Who took away your will
And ran away from you
with a wicked, wicked will
We're gonna get somewhere,
I said I ain't just a fool
I said that everything could be gone
with just a glimpse of gold
We're gonna get somewhere,
I said I ain't just a fool
I'll say that everything you need,
I just need to know
Oh -oh, oh -oh, oh -oh, oh oh oh -oh