The Love Story Of The Century Lyrics & Chords By Love Hotel

We'd make a gorgeous disaster
I guess I got what I was after
We're more like a sinking ship
Holding tight on crucifix
Yeah...

Oh, I know what to do
Maybe try to get over you
It's trouble
Some call it sink-or-swim
But I just call it falling in
It's trouble

Start a fire, call the cops
Stop this ride, I want to get off
Slap on cuffs and drag me in
Five-to-ten at minimum
Yeah...

I'll take you behind the bleachers
We won't get caught by the teachers
We'll carve our name in the tree
We'll come back later to see
Yeah...

Oh, I know what to do:
Maybe try to go home with you
It's trouble
Some call it (lawlessness)
But I just call it what feels best;
It's "trouble"

(Ooh, As always fate/Eyes always fail
Round I stay the same
Green and grey won't stay
Baby Won't you stay

Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I know what to do
Maybe try to run off with you
It's trouble
Some say you're not a man
But I don't think they understand
My trouble

Start a fire, call the cops
Stop this ride I wanna get off
Slap on cuffs and drag me in
Five-to-ten at minimum
Yeah...

Start a fire, call the cops
Stop this ride I wanna get off
Slap on cuffs and drag me in
Five-to-ten at minimum
Put up money for my bail
Come and visit me in jail
Send me flowers that I like
They won't let you spend the night
I had it hot, so hot for you
Now they tell me what to do
(I'll write) you every single day
A love that never goes away
It's trouble

What I got for you is trouble
(And I'm in trouble!)