Trouble

[Verse 1]
Trouble
Was breaking a curfew on a Birmingham night
Whoever said nothing
Nothing good happens after midnight
Has never been two into a six-pack
Tailgate kicked back
Holding on to you Under a Dillashaw moon

[Chorus]
You were looking to paint outside the lines
I was tattoo ink and a four-wheel drive
You were heading to me didn’t think about what
Your daddy told you way back when
You were the queen of Alabama
And I was trouble

[Verse 2]
Trouble
Fun to get into hard to get out
We just leaned on the throttle
Put a little red dirt dust on your crown
Still hear that small town talk
Saying he’s a lost cause
Girl, you’re making a mistake
Gonna throw it all away but…

[Chorus]
You were looking to paint outside the lines
I was tattoo ink and a four-wheel drive
You were heading to me didn’t think about what
Your daddy told you way back when
You were the queen of Alabama
And I was trouble

[Bridge]
I was trouble
Trouble (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Trouble (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

[Chorus]
You were looking to paint outside the lines
I was tattoo ink and a four-wheel drive
You were heading to me didn’t think about what
Your daddy told you way back when
You were the queen of Alabama
And I was trouble