Lyrics Troubled Son - Miles Kane

So you wanted happiness, oh-oh
Well, I'm not one to second guess
I oughta get myself in check, oh-oh
Before I'm left alone again

As I caught my own reflection
We were just making conversation to pass the time
I never doubted my dependence
But now it's retrospective, let's draw the line

I'm a troubled son
I come undone
Then I cut and run
I'm a troubled son

Maybe there's a time or place, oh-oh
For me to set the record straight
Maybe I could save some face, oh-oh
I need to feel safe

In this darkness I remain
I'm still standing in the rain
Do you hear my call?

As it echoes through my veins
And a lifetime of mistakes
Just see my fall

I'm a troubled son
I come undone
Then I cut and run
I'm a troubled son

I'm sick and I'm tired of second guessin'
Maybe in time, I'll learn my lesson
And I've said some things, I've made a mess
And I'm facing my sins, this life is precious

I'm sick and I'm tired of second guessin'
Maybe in time, I'll learn my lesson
I've said some things, I've made a mess
And I'm facing my sins tonight

I'm a troubled son
I come undone
Then I cut and run
I'm a troubled son

I'm a troubled son
I come undone
Then I cut and run
I'm a troubled son

I'm a troubled son (I'm sick, and I'm tired of second guessin')
I'm a troubled son (maybe in time, I'll learn my lesson)
I'm a troubled son (I've said some things, I made a mess)
I'm a troubled son (and I'm facing my sins tonight)
I'm a troubled son