Troublemaker

Nothing is ever meant to be
People are not meant to be with each other
It's just good luck and matching
I'm NOT good luck
I'd keep away from me
If I were someone else
I feel like an idiot
Making love seem like shit
And throwing hate all over the place
I've seen happiness slip through my fingers
Too many times
Nothing is ever meant to be
People are not meant to be
It's just good luck and matching

I feel like an idiot
Making love seem like shit
And throwing hate all over the place

I've seen happiness slip through my fingers
Too many times

Don't ever wanna do that again
It's hard to change who you are
But for love, everybody should



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