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If you're looking for trouble, then it's all in my head.And I got nothing to live for without you in hand.But she's holding the sick which is holding me back,And I got nothing but troubles; you alone is like double.And the joneses are dead... it's gone to their heads. I watched you turn and say 'dramatic heartaches win',But it's not that bad for you with the lies that you made,But she's holding the sick which is holding me back,And I got nothing but troubles; you alone is like double.And the joneses are dead... it's gone to their heads. From Letras Mania