Trouble’s Lament Tori Amos

[Verse 1]
Trouble needs a home, girls
Trouble needs a home
She fell out with Satan
Now she’s on the run

[Pre-Chorus 1]
But I have found her quite straightforward
In her contracts and her deals
She warns me when danger is
Loose behind his wheels
And he is loose behind his wheels
Don’t cry, baby

[Verse 2]
Trouble got evicted
From the Devil’s lair
I wager she got betrayed
By her friend Despair

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Now the flames from Satan’s tongue are charged
And licking at her heels
She whispers “Hey Ginger, Danger’s
Loose behind his wheels”
And Satan knows how Danger makes you feel
What will be will be, baby