Borrow Trouble

To sleeping innocent minds

It happens at the break of day

Before your wits are gathered

Even before you are awake

Your thoughts will find a clock to wind

And put dissent into your ear

Even before your eyes are open

The plot has thickened round your fears

We borrow trouble

Seems we all know how

It’s an expression from the old days

But even more true now

And we borrow trouble

We even borrow time

Like you don’t have enough of your own

Now you want some of my trouble

All of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I dropped like a stone

Like a bag of dead weight

So good at picturing the life that I was gonna be left out of

Rather than the one I’d made

Well, these arguing words

They gather heavy on my mind

Knitting thoughts like they’re my destiny

Like they’re the measurement of time

I borrowed trouble

I live on borrowed time

It’s a poor skill to get so good at

Making wrong what is all right

We all borrow trouble

Seems we all know how

It’s an expression from the old days

But even more true now, trouble

All of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give

I’ll take all of it that you’ve got to give