| Perfectly Wrong |
| It�s as though we fit, and then we don�t no matter how much I make you see, you won�t even notice what could become of you and me I think you�re the one, you are content on your own It could be something we find once in this life What should we do when one of us plays the other out of spite All that�s good for me isn�t even close to what you think is right Why can�t I relieve myself of the pain to come The time I will finally be free words of joy will run off my tongue For me you�re perfect, perfectly wrong. What is so special about your ways? It�s a miracle I keep coming back for more Like a robot I process the bullshit you say Deep down, the man in me just wants to score With you at last I would get release, finally be satisfied I don�t know how fast our love would start and end or how long I would cry From you all I ask is a quick solution to this problem between you and I |
| Nicholas Eli.. 2003 |