Troubled Man - John Mellencamp

It’s the wake of all evil

A universal mess

I’ve always found trouble

Even at my best

No hopes to get better

'Til they put me down to rest

I am a troubled man

Anxiety and sorrow

Underneath my skin

Self-destruction and failure

Have beat my head in

I laughed out loud once

I won’t do that again

Always traveled the hell fire road

To chase the sweet smell of sin

I am a troubled man

I am a troubled man

I am a troubled man

I am a troubled man

So many things

Have fallen through my hands

I am a troubled man

People up on the east side

People on the gravel road

People of many colors

Whose stories will never be told

Too late came too early for me to face myself

I am a troubled man

I am a troubled man

I am a troubled man, oh Lord

I won’t do anything but hurt you if I can

I am a troubled man