My name is Trouble, my first name’s a mess.
No need to greet me, I’m here to confess.
But if you let me hold you I won’t hold my breath.
And if you let me love you I will love you to death.
I’m petrified of emptiness another side of loneliness.
Will always tend to break me in two.
If you’re to come back to me, in pieces or a melody.
There couldn’t be a better way through.