No message
No call
I’m staring
At the wall
In the morning
With all the promises she brings
I thought
The deal was done
I thought you’d feel like the one
I was wrong
I was wrong about a lot of things
I’m holding
On the phone
I’m cold
As a stone
Can’t tell a bluebird alone
From just how strong she sings
I’d never see
You’d have picked him
You’d never be
The victim
I was wrong
I was wrong about a lot of things
Hey
One thing you can count on, baby
One thing that will always ring true
Most folks that you meet
On this dirty dead-end street
Don’t give a damn about you
And the sooner that you learn this baby
The sooner you’ll do
All that you came here to do
No message
No call
Just me
And the wall
In the evening
With blood, sweat and tears on these strings
I thought
The deal was done
Yeah I thought you’d be the one
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong about a lot of things