Testo Trouble

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 to want to [?] to your own
But i know

That im just too much trouble
Trouble
Trouble

Im 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 im not fussed
I only love to something, that's enough

Well maybe its because i give it up too soon
I dont like waiting, cut to chasing yea that's true
You only date [?] that [?] will stay friends
That's fine and cool love just never be one of them

Im 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 im anxious I'm a coward
Forgot to shave, now i got stubble
Cos smooth legs are too much trouble