She makes me stumblenOut of this skinnTo fight the troublenThat shakes in my heanAnd my heart keeps its hurrynLeaving me behindnWhile the worry she’s brought is stalling my mindnn nnThe trouble I’ve foundnIt’s not only just in menWe’ve all got it somehow somewherenFor no one else to seenPull yourself up off the groundn‘Cause we all have our thingsnYou know that I always, alwaysnWill listen when you speaknTo the trouble in mennnAnd she has her dreamsnIn black across her armsnShe says that she’s off tracknAnd they remind her of just how farnAnd she makes me thinknThat we don’t know who we arenYou just found someone to hold you from coming apartnn nThe trouble I’ve foundnIt’s not only just in menWe’ve all got it somehow somewherenFor no one else to seenPull yourself up off the groundn‘Cause we all have our thingsnYou know that I always, alwaysnWill listen when you speaknTo the trouble in menn nAnd you can’t turn it offnIt’s right there in your eyesnAnd my room got so smallnHow did you get me right?nAnd I can be so wrong,nSo wrong nown nnThe trouble I’ve foundnIt’s not only just in menWe’ve all got it somehow somewherenFor no one else to seenPull yourself up off the groundn‘Cause we all have our thingsnYou know that I always, alwaysnWill listen when you speaknTo the trouble in menn