Trouble

I’ve been having trouble sleeping
Trouble dreaming, trouble being
I’ve been seeing double
Black and blue
The trouble is: We never were
More than friends, just a blur

I’ve been having trouble
Standing tall
Reaching to my phone just to have no one to call
Trouble with my mama
Asking how I am
How can I tell her that I’m crying ‘bout a man?
That’s the trouble with having something to lose
I’ve been having trouble without you

I’ve been feeling foolish lately
My sister said: Don’t be a baby!
Someday you’ll have something real to lose
I can’t help the way I feel
Cause for me, oh, this was real

Every kind of trouble
Standing tall
Honestly, it’s trouble with anything at all
Talking to my mama
Asking how I am
I don’t want to tell her I’m crying ‘bout a man
That’s the trouble with having something to lose
I’ve been having trouble without you

That’s the trouble with having something to lose
I’ve been having trouble without you