Trouble

Here's the face of trouble

It's the face I wear

And it may invite you in

But I won't go there



Here's a working model

That generates despair

And this baby cranks it out

And it will take you out

And I won't care



It's a beauty



It's the mark of someone

Who's beyond repair

He'll refuse to help himself

Thinking only of himself

And though he isn't by himself

Well it's your job now



There's a conversation

We're about to have

And it's full of twists and turns

Half truths and vague concerns

From one who never learns

To one who never learns

And I never learn



Here's the face of trouble