Lyrics
[verse]
She rolls up on a beat-up bike at midnight
Chrome and rust under the streetlight
Says she used to run with a different crowd
Now she just rides quiet, never loud
I don't ask questions, I just watch her go
There's a whole story that she'll never show
[chorus]
Something strange about the way she moves
Something strange about the games she plays and loses
She's a riddle wrapped in leather and smoke
A joke that ain't nobody ever gonna get, no joke
She's trouble, she's trouble, oh yeah
She's trouble wrapped in silence
[verse]
Used to run these streets like she owned the night
Now she keeps her secrets buttoned up tight
I see the scars behind that crooked grin
The kind of quiet that comes from where she's been
Still she laughs it off like it's nothing at all
Catches herself right before she'd fall
[chorus]
Something strange about the way she moves
Something strange about the games she plays and loses
She's a riddle wrapped in leather and smoke
A joke that ain't nobody ever gonna get, no joke
She's trouble, she's trouble, oh yeah
She's trouble wrapped in silence
[bridge]
Maybe someday she'll let it show
The reasons why she had to go
Until then I'll just ride along
Humming her unfinished song
[chorus]
Something strange about the way she moves
Something strange about the games she plays and loses
She's a riddle wrapped in leather and smoke
A joke that ain't nobody ever gonna get, no joke
She's trouble, she's trouble, oh yeah
She's trouble wrapped in silence
