Mr. Wrong - The Cribs

It’s not easy

But it’s harder to just admit it

So we struggle through

But I don’t need this

Or the mess I’ve made

That I don’t believe in

Cos I know I’ll be saved by my own

Hand in hand, we would never understand

That all along, I was always Mr. Wrong

But I want you to believe me, it’s alright

I’m leaving, it’s alright

Believe me, even though these words have no real meaning

Spending all this time, thinking I’m anaemic

Or there’s something else that’s making me sick

Still I know I’ll be saved by my own

Hand in hand, we will never understand

That all along, I was always Mr. Wrong

But I want you to believe me, it’s alright

I’m leaving, it’s alright

Just can’t really see myself

Sleeping in the basement forever

Even though it’s dark down there

I’m growing into something weaker

Living on recycled air

Hand in hand, we will never understand

That all along, I was always Mr. Wrong

But I want you to believe me, it’s alright

I’m leaving it’s alright