Wade Bowen - Trouble

^GI wouldn’t say I didn’t see her c^Comin ^EmA light that bright hard to miss in a place that d^Dark ^GShe said yes to a drink, while her fingers fumbl^Ced ^EmWith a cross on a chain that was swinging above her heart ^{D C}When the morning sun set the midnight sky on fire ^{G C}She left me like a thief not knowing what she took ^D

I wish tr^Emouble al^Cways looked that good ^G I wish tr^Emouble al^Dways looked that good ^G

^GI was still a little nervous when^C I got the courage to call ^EmThat bright red number she’d written on the back o^Df my hand ^GA bottle of wine rode shotgun with a ro^Cse ^EmWhile I was drivin cross town, thinking bout turning b^Dack ^CNow there’s a porch light burnin a hole right through my wi^Gndshield ^CThere’s a silhouette standing at the screen door waiti^Dn for me.

I wish t^Emrouble a^Clways looked that good ^G I wish tr^Emouble al^Dways looked that good ^G

^CNow theres a million reasons not to go where im headed ^{G C}Oh, but when she smiles I can’t even think of one^D

I wish tr^Emouble al^Cways looked that good ^G I wish tr^Emouble al^Dways looked that good ^G