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sorry, must have been the wrong time
wrong day, wrong life, wrong something or other
so this is what youve wanted from me?
a life malicious and paranoid, are you surprised?
im sorry, i forgot to tell you
so sorry you thought i was someone else
you wouldnt have stayed anyways
i think i wrote down the wrong address
wrong state of mind, youre not who youre supposed to be
im still seeing things, hearing your name
a wave of a rollercoaster
and your embrace is crazy-glueing the seatbelts together
i cant look down, but i cant bear look up and see your eyes
something that feels as good as this should be mine to keep
but, no, im sorry, wrong place, wrong week
i dont deserve this, im not used to feeling
im used to this cold slab of stone expanding in my chest
i know youd never turn around, and i wouldnt want you to
dont give in to me, it would kill us both
its been days and i cant forget your face
im sick of writing about you, its not right
this is wrong, wrong life, wrong fuck, wrong house
the wrong person to feel the fire for
this is life, cant choose your chemicals
cant choose your reactions, cant choose your partners
im sorry i thought i could stick to my promise
im sorry this wont go anywhere
its all in your hands now, to break or to treasure
to throw it all away or jump right in
this is me standing in front of you
dont see me cry, this is not my life
things dont work out like this, so keep moving along
you never existed, dont read this writing
its sometimes better to give up, than to go through with it
dont strap me into this ride, i cant resist you
screw the crazy glue, its stuck to our shoes
lets walk opposite ways and meet up in a few years
cant choose your chemicals, but you can choose what to do
its all up to you, so lets make this as least painful as possible
lets not hope for love, lets hope for forgetting
lets not even speak, your words have tou much effect on me
lets go to sleep and get this under our feet
things like this dont happen to me
i want to stay in my comfort zone, as depressing as it is
you cant come in here, its made of water
no flammable chemicals allowed
your touch makes me sizzle
your words make me violent
your smile turns me into a puddle
i hate you to stay alive
lets just wash our hands of this
back to back, 20 yards, pull the trigger
lets settle things with a simple goodbye
i shouldnt have wanted to feel you inside
so things have gone wrong, so terribly wrong
weve shaken all things up inside of me
so sorry, im wrong, wrong person, wrong laugh
i shouldnt have thought things would have turned out right
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