Trouble Lyrics

Elliott Smith 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 yourself
Thinking only of himself
Well, it's your job now

There's a conversation
We're about to have
And it's full of twists and turns
From one who never learns

And I never learn
Here's the face of trouble