Trouble

I can feel your breath on the back of my neck
 As your fingers torture my palm
 I can hear your voice; whisper me mad, saying
 "Relax little boy-stay calm..."
 I can see you shiverin' between your eyes
 With every angry word and hurt tear
 Slap me with the glove of your true love
 While you teach me the meaning of fear
 (chorus)
 Here comes trouble and trouble is all I see
 Here comes trouble-Trouble looks good to me
 I can feel your mouth beginning to purr
 Saying baby's got to have some
 Tell me what you done to you and everything you need to become
 Watch me shiver at the tip of your touch
 You can drive me close to insane
 Teach this little guy
 It's okay to cry
 While I'm learning the pleasure of pain
 (chorus)
 Here comes trouble and trouble is all I see
 Here comes trouble but trouble looks good to me
 Trouble looks good to me
 Do you like my kinda danger?
 Do you love my kinda style?
 Am I just another stranger
 you'll get bored with after-while?
 Yeah!
 Feed me fingers
 Dipped in whipped cream
 Let me bite what I cannot kiss
 Is there anything in this f**ked up world that is as good or as bad as this?
 (chorus)
 Here comes trouble and trouble is all I see
 Here comes trouble but trouble looks good to me
 Here comes trouble and trouble is all I see
 Here comes trouble but trouble looks good to me
 Trouble looks good to me
 Trouble looks good to me
 Trouble looks good to me
 Trouble with a capitol "T"
 Trouble looks good to me
 Looks good to me
 Looks good to me
 Looks good to me
 Looks good to me
 Looks good to me