TROUBLE - The Knocks, Absofacto, Jacques Lu Cont

The trouble with you

The trouble with you

You don’t do what your heart wants to

You never listen to it, no, no

You never listen to it, no, no

That’s the trouble

That’s the trouble with you

The trouble with you

That’s the trouble with you

The trouble with you

That’s the trouble with you

The doctors say the blood is pumpin' through you just fine

Pulse and tempo on the neon light

They can’t tell you why you don’t feel right

They don’t know why you can’t sleep at night

The trouble with you

You don’t do what your heart wants to

You never listen to it, no, no

That’s the trouble with you

The trouble with you

You don’t do what your heart wants to

You never listen to it, no, no

You never listen to it, no, no

That’s the trouble

That’s the trouble with you

The trouble with you

That’s the trouble with you

The trouble with you

So-called friends with the bad advice

Smile through the day, tryin' to seem nice

They don’t care if you feel like this

And they don’t know what the trouble is

The trouble with you

You don’t do what your heart wants to

You never listen to it, no, no

That’s the trouble with you

The trouble with you

You don’t do what your heart wants to

You never listen to it, no, no

You never listen to it, no, no

That’s the trouble

That’s the trouble with you

Listen to it, no, no

The trouble with

Never listen to it, no, no