Wrong

 

I look at my phone every ten seconds

Been left to my own devices for too long

I can’t control the thoughts inside my head

I wish I were dead 

Or is that too honest 

 

I’ll try to tone it down a little bit

Cause I know that you can’t handle it

I thought telling the truth would bring me closer to you

But I was wrong

 

I lie on my kitchen floor, looking at pictures

Imagine all of the ways it could have played out 

I wish I could forget the words you said 

This feeling of dread

The shadows of promise

 

I’ll try to choke it down a little more

Cause I know my crumbling heart’s become a chore

Well I thought I you saw all of me, but in reality 

You only saw what you wanted 

 

So I’ll try to push it down a little more

Just enough to get my feet out the door

I'll smile at strangers on the street, and all the people I meet

Will never know, never know

You’re letting me go

 

So I’ll try to tone it down a little bit

Cause I know that I can’t handle it

Well I thought telling the truth would bring me closer to you

But I was wrong

I was wrong

I was wrong