I was wrong
I'm the first one to admit it- I did it
I gave you love
But it wasn't mine for giving- or living with you
I move too soon
Unlike at the moon
'cause nights seem long
in a head like mine
knowing love can be a crime
I couldn't be
What I should have been for you- I drew a false picture in your head
I live inside
an idea of an idea- I see you and know it's all my fault
I move too soon
Unlike at the moon
'cause nights seem long
in a head like mine
knowing love can be a crime