Everything I say sounds clumsy and dumb Trying to make you feel better Is like trying to trick St. Peter Tuesdays and Thursdays I remember The Stud's well drink special A well cheap as the tide Like that one that swallowed you up Yeah, you could really get f**ed up You were not wrong To give me all your clothes You were not wrong I looked like a fool You were not wrong To give everything away I put my flowers in your window To hide a world nobody would ever prize And all of this vanity would be funny If it didn't hurt so much You were not wrong All you and I had to throw away You were not wrong Was a cowardly pile of sheets You were not wrong And a heartbeat that couldn't carry you You were not wrong To want something better The sweet screwdrivers were like TNT And he said, "Your agony Is such an obvious barge to tow" That not even a mother could drop And you took his advice, he said "Drop your disappointment Like you drop a grand piano" You were not wrong To give me all your clothes You were not wrong But all your jeans were too tight You were not wrong And why did you paint your bathroom black You were not wrong I can understand liking Barbra Streisand You were not wrong But I'm not sure about the soundtrack from Diva You were not wrong And what was up with the tanning salon You were not wrong I'm sorry I said anything about the tattoo You were not wrong But did you really need another earring You were not wrong And I hope that you know that I really loved you You were not wrong And we had a good time, didn't we?