Trouble letra

You know there’s a certain word for people like me
It don’t make it right or wrong
But yeah they like to dig in deep
If you get too close I’ll getcha, if you let me in I’ll stay
But the hardest part is finding out I’m the first to walk away

With your heart, with your heart
Baby I’m trouble, the kind that makes you wait
And baby I’m trouble
You know I’ll be your favourite mistake
And I will swallow you whole
And spit you out just cause I love the taste of trouble
Yeah, yeah, ah

I can’t say I’m sorry for the things that I have done
I get burned when I fly too high
But I’ll keep heading for the Sun
There’s a certain kind of thrill, that comes from telling lies
So I cross my finger behind my back and I’ll dress it up real nice

For your heart, for your heart

Baby I’m trouble, the kind that makes you wait
And baby I’m trouble
You know I’ll be your favourite mistake
And I will swallow you whole
And spit you out just cause I love the taste of trouble
Yeah, yeah, ah

Doing bad, feels so good, told you from the start
Your gonna get hooked
Doing bad, feels so good, told you from the start
Your gonna get hooked
Doing bad, feels so good, told you from the start
Your gonna get hooked
Doing bad, feels so good, told you from the start
Your gonna get hooked

Baby I’m trouble, the kind that makes you wait
And baby I’m trouble
You know I’ll be your favourite mistake
And I will swallow you whole
And spit you out just cause I love the taste of trouble
Yeah, yeah, ah

JJ Wilde - Letras

• Best Boy
• Breakfast In Bed
• Funeral For A Lover
• The Rush
• Trouble
• Wired