Little Trouble

Hey Little Trouble, what you doing tonight?
 I got a bad thought, you can make it right
 Fell on the concrete with all my might
 Got up, dusted myself off, now I'm ready for the fight
 Not every prodigy can age that well
 Not every mannequin can stand so fucking still
 When everyone's gone
 You're dancing alone
 When everything's done,
 Still working the phones
 For lazy tarot readings on hot June nights
 Right next to that bodega's a neon sign
 They'll tell you you were famous in some past life
 But now you're just a Regular Joe
 Whose cover is blown
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 Well, tell me, baby, what's your biggest conceit?
 Is it that you did it, or you did it with me?
 I can't imagine what the problem could be
 You found one song that you like
 And you just play it on repeat
 Not every certain death can be so brave
 Not every psychopath can act so well-behaved
 What if a bomb
 Just doesn't go off?
 Still playing that song
 Still dancing alone
 For clumsy ballerinas with Dad's blank check
 There's a place in Altadena that sounds perfect
 Well, they'll let you be the swan even with missteps
 And clap until your body is sore
 For now it's just a matter of right place, right time
 Singing every little thing's gonna be all right
 On some pretty college campus with skin so white
 Three chords and an expensive guitar
 It's the luck of the draw
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 Found a place to blind your darkness with bright strobe lights
 No cops, no fire marshals, can dance all night
 With your sad-eyed doppelgänger you look just like
 Your heartbreak's not your own anymore
 I'll tell you that I love yo
 I'll scream it twice
 You ask over the music
 Did I hear that right?
 Yes, I swear I told you in some past life
 Right before they counted us off
 It's the luck of the draw