Rufus Wainwright - Trouble in Paradise lyrics

I was going 'round from the
Town to the country then going back 'round
From the country back to the town
I was making rounds from the
Back to my forehead then going back 'round
From the front to the back of my crown

There’s always trouble in paradise
Don’t matter if your drinks are
Neat or on ice
There’s always trouble in paradise
Don’t matter if you’re good or bad
Or mean or awfully nice

You see me here in my dress all in order
You see me there, my hair a solid steel bob
But all you see is in fact just the armor
Don’t see me laughing with joy
And the occasional sob

There’s always trouble in paradise
Don’t matter if your drinks are
Neat or on ice
There’s always trouble in paradise
Don’t matter if you’re good or bad
Or mean or awfully nice

And when I’m gone you’re gonna miss me so!
But not for long because I
Taught you what’s de trops
But there’s always trouble in paradise
And I bet I’ll be there because you
Know in fact I’m actually rather nice