It should've been different
But it wasn't different, was it?
Same-old story, a Dear John, and so-long
It should've fit like a glove
It should've fit like a ring, like a diamond ring
A token of true love
Should've all worked out, but it didn't
She should be here now, but she isn't
There's your trouble, there's your trouble
Ya' keep seein'-double with the wrong one
And you can't see I love you
You can't see that she doesn't
But you just keep holdin' on
There's your trouble
So, now you're thinkin' 'bout all you're missin'
How deep you're sinkin'
'Round 'n 'round, 'n draggin' down
Why don't you cash-in your chips?
Why don't you call it a loss?
Not such a big loss, chalk it up, better luck
Could have been true love, but it wasn’t
It should all add-up, but it doesn’t
There's your trouble, there's your trouble
Ya' keep seein'-double with the wrong one
And you can't see I love you
You can't see that she doesn't
But you just keep holdin' on
There's your trouble
Should've all worked out, but it didn't
She should be here now, but she isn't
There's your trouble, there's your trouble
Ya' keep seein'-double with the wrong one
And you can't see I love you
You can't see that she doesn't
But you just keep holdin' on
There's your trouble
There's your trouble
There's your trouble
There is your trouble
