Bars Full of Strangers

Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah

Here's to goodbye to everything I know
Throw all my shit in the car and drive away
It's the same old streets with the same old sights
But it's gotta be free 'cause it's never been mine
Here's to goodbye to everything I know
Here's to goodbye to everything I know

Oh, I'm trouble
That's what they made me believe
I'm trouble
It keeps following me
It keeps following me

Here's to guitars and bars full of strangers
The unknown [?] freaks like me
There's a guy in the back and he's been here a while
With a bottle of Jack and it's just not my style
Here's to guitars and bars full of strangers
Here's to guitars and bars full of strangers

Oh, I'm trouble
That's what they made me believe
I'm trouble
Trouble keeps following me
I'm trouble
That's what they made me believe
I'm trouble
Trouble, it keeps following me

That's what they made me
That's what they made me
That's what they made me believe
It keeps following me
That's what they made me
That's what they made me
That's what they made me believe
It keeps following me
Here's to guitars and bars full of strangers (It keeps following me)
Here's to guitars and bars full of strangers (It keeps following me)
Here's to guitars and bars full of strangers
(That's what they made me believe, that's what they made me believe)

No, no, I'm trouble
That's what they made me believe
I'm trouble
Well, trouble keeps following me
I'm trouble, trouble
That's what they made me believe
I'm trouble
Well trouble, it keeps following me

That's what they made me
That's what they made me
That's what they made me believe