You're a troublemaker, you're a troublemaker
You ain’t nothing but a troublemaker girl

You had me hooked again
From the minute you sat down
The way you bite your lip
Got my head spinnin' around
After a drink or two
I was putty in your hands
I don't know if I have the strength to stand

Oh oh oh
Trouble troublemaker yeah
That's your middlename
Oh oh oh
I know you're no good
But you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know
Why does it feel so good
But hurt so bad
Oh oh oh
My mind keeps [bad word] as fast as you can
I say I'm done
But then pull me back
Oh oh oh
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

It's like you're always there in the corners of my mind
I see a silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those finger tips of yours
Cos I [bad word]  back again for more

Maybe I'm insane
Cos I keep doing the same [bad word] thing
Think one day we gonna change
But you know just how to work that back
And make me forget my name
What the [bad word] you do
I won't remember
I'll be gone until November
And you'll show up again next summer
Yeah yeah yeah
Typical middle name is Prada
Fit you like a glove girl
I'm sick of the drama
But [bad word] girl it's like I love the trouble
And I can't even explain why