The smell of your old cigarettes
Has stayed on my coat
And even though I find it kinda gross
It somehow comforts me
The great thing about us is that
We're practically the same
And you know that's what
Scares me the most
My heart's always traveled
With me in my suitcase
And I guess I don't wanna see it
Ending up in yours

Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too
Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too

You and I both know
A gypsy's heart can't settle down so
If you don't mind me asking
What do we do now?
Cuz I have to admit
Even the highways don't look the same
Since you've been around

Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too
Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too

Well, for some odd reason, I'd like you to be more
Than just another song to sing
Well, for some odd reason, I'd like you to be more
Than just another song to sing
Well, for some odd reason, I'd like you to be more
Than just another song to sing
Well, for some odd reason, I'd like you to be more
Than just another song to sing

Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too
Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too
Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too
Well, you look like trouble
But I guess I do too