For Robb:
Should have been different, but
It wasn't different, was it
Same old story
Dear John and so long
Should have fit like a glove
Should have fit like a ring, Like a
Diamond ring
Token of true Love
Should have all worked out but it didn't
He should be here now but he isn't
CHORUS
There's your trouble, there's your trouble
You keep seeing double with the wrong one
You can't see I love you
You can't see he doesn't
But you just keep holding on
There's your trouble
So now you're thinking 'bout
All you're missing how
Deep you're sinking
Round and round dragging down
Why don't you cash in your chips
Why don't you call in a loss
Not such a big loss
Chalk it up better luck
Could have been true love but it wasn't
It should all add up but it doesn't
REPEAT CHORUS
Should of all worked out but it didn't
He should be here now but he isn't
There's your trouble, there's your trouble
You keep seeing double with the wrong one
You can't see I love you
You can't see he doesn't
But you just keep holding on
There's your trouble
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be enbered with your old nonsense. ~ Emerson