You're not my boyfriend, I don't want a boyfriend. Just make a little trouble over me. In your kitchen, on the way to your window, walking down your hallway, Make some trouble over me. I'll play hard to get but if I mean it, Just make a little trouble over me. Leave me a lone. Do what you want to. See, I got some things on my mind. [Chorus] Don't treat me bad, that's not what I'm asking. Look out your window, everyone's in line. Paper truth in strings, hearts and broken things, Love goes for quite a price. I don't want you for mine. Oh, but don't we get along fine. Tell me a secret before you meant to. Worry what I'll do. Trouble over me. If you touch me, it's only by accident. Oh, wrists and fingertips, trouble over me. [Chorus]