I grew up pretending sticks were little gunsI would point 'em at my dad and he'd get mad'Cause God forbid I hurt someoneI'd hurt anyone I couldAnyone who got too close and anyone who wouldn't lookI was born into a one-hundred-year stormFoot of ice across Vermont, and in that darkAnd in that frost a heart was formedMalcontented and unwarmYou were unsuspecting, not unwarned
That I'm the trouble aheadThat I scream in my sleepYou're putting money on red, I'm a sure bet at a losing streakI keep showing you doors, but you can't open them up'Cause it gets harder to see me the closer you try to lookI just live here, babe, but you're the one who decided to knockAnd you knocked
Have you ever stared directly at the sun?Have you ever shared some closenessSo exposed, to have it spit back by someone?So forgive me if I jumpAt the rattle of your keys, "Oh, are you leaving?""No, babe, I'm just waking up"And now what?I'm left staring at the ceilingListing reasons you should pack all your shit up
That I'm the trouble aheadAnd I scream in my sleepYou're putting money on red, I'm a sure bet at a losing streakI keep showing you doors, but you can't open them up'Cause it gets harder to see me the closer you try to lookI just live here, babe, but you're the one who decided to knockYou knocked
I'll be gone so long before the anger comesI'll be only what you've known of me 'til nowOh, how I hope you're moving on
'Cause I'm the trouble aheadAnd I scream in my sleepYou're putting money on red, I'm a sure bet at a losing streakI keep showing you doors, but you can't open them up'Cause it gets harder to see me the closer you try to lookI just live here, babe, but you're the oneI just live here, babe, but you're the oneI just live here, babe, but you're the one