I used to hide in the weeds
Every time my best friend's mama
Drove by to see
Frankie wasn't hanging with the likes of me
I was a broken boy
Ain't had no daddy around
Just Pall Malls and some Playboys
Stashed in a treehouse
Troublemaker
I was just like you
With time on my hands
Angels and devils both tried to use
Graffiti on the Mill Creek Bridge
School bully at the end of my first
You swing, you miss, you learn you live
In a world that needs more outlaw kids
More rule breakers
A few good troublemakers
You don't gotta to tell me it's strange
You can dream big, but you can't speak your mind
Some people say
You're a little too far outside the lines
Go get a real job
And put those ramblin' ways behind you
Grow up and start acting
Like the rest of us were taught to
Troublemaker
I was just like you
With time on my hands
Angels and devils both tried to use
Stolen kisses on a good girl's lips
Ten years burning both of my ends
You swing, you miss, you learn you live
In a world that needs more outlaw kids
More rule breakers
A few good troublemakers
Troublemakers
Putting that trouble to good use
Take a stand when the rest would just sit
Loving like you're not known to quit
You swing, you miss, you learn you live
In a world that needs more outlaw kids
More rule breakers
A few good troublemakers
Troublemakers
