I Was Wrong - Jason Anderson

Tell me, tell me I was wrong

I was wrong, I was wrong

Tell me, tell me I was wrong

I was wrong, I was wrong

Well how many letter

And how many breakfasts

How many «I need you"s did we since spend and plead?

What passion and error

My compulsion to claim

An earmark of weakness I mistook for nobility

How clumsy are missteps

Misspoken lies

Botched cubes, tilted entries, forced timing

How graceless I seem, how cross you must be

But those phone calls started to feel like drowning

Like drowning in danger and despair

I felt numb, guarded and confused

But that’s weak at best

So tell me, yeah, and tell me I was wrong

Alright

Well how many robbers, pickpockets thieves

How many burglars would I commission

To steal back what we did?

How many archers, ninjas and pirates

How many fencers would I order

To puncture all I felt?

So banish my affection

Drag me to the forest

Let loud speakers bleat, «I'm a faker»

And you will never, ever kiss me again