Trouble loves me. Trouble leads me. To things more than you do. Or would attempt to. So console me. Otherwise hold me. Just when it seems like everything's evened out. And where balance seems serene. Trouble loves me. Walks beside me. To chide me. Not to guide me. It's still much more than you'll do. So console me. Otherwise hold me. Just when it seems like everything's evened out. And the balance seems serene. See the fool I've been. Still running 'round. On the flesh rampage. Still running 'round. Ready with ready wit. Still running 'round. On the flesh rampage. At your age. Go to Soho oh. Go to waste in the wrong arms. Still running 'round. Trouble loves me. Seeks and finds me. To charlatanize me. Which is only as it should be. Oh please fulfill me. Otherwise kill me. Show me a barrel and watch me scrape it. Faced with the music as always I'll face it. In the half-light. So English... frowning. Then at midnight I. Can'T Get You Out Of My Head. A disenchanted taste. Still running 'round. A disenchanted taste. Still running 'round