I'm young, your all old Never do what I'm told I'm trying to be apart of this world A head start It's hard, I'm lonely Or maybe, I'm totally I'm done, I'm tired Give us a beer, just got fired Well my life's pretty shit But I don't mind being alone It makes it easy when I never have a phone And I don't need and want to (?) up to your own But I know That I'm just too much trouble Trouble Trouble Trouble I'm gross, bacterial Nor wife material Don't want romantic dates Just a root, a best mate A dirty truck A comfy swag A big dog Some trackie-dacks Pretty busy so I'm not fussed I only love to something, that's enough Well maybe its because I give it up too soon I don't like waiting, cut to chasing yeah that's true You only date supermodels we'll stay friends That's fine and cool love just never be one of them I'm too much trouble Trouble Trouble Trouble I tried to remind my self That its good for mental health To not care to think I'm hot But I can't have sex unless the lights are off So I play to heaps of crowds But I'm anxious I'm a coward Forgot to shave, now I got stubble Cos smooth legs are too much trouble