Troublemaker - Drowners

Troubled by a thought all night

That you won’t let go

They said «don't look back»

But the hindsight’s all he knows

Strangers when the night began

She put his future in the past

He was struck down

At a late hour, weren’t you?

By a little trouble maker

Charred by a spark at the time

But you gave it no thought

At a table in the back

Where you clocked her holding court

You struggle to keep calm inside

Thought your hands were deeply in the fire

He was struck down

At a late hour, weren’t you?

By a little trouble maker

He was struck down

At a late hour, weren’t you?

By a little trouble maker