Wrong
At night when lying in bed
No rest will find our eyes
The soothing melodies no longer lull, we wonder why
Trying to avoid the memory of abuse and mistrust
Fearing the possibility of truth to one small thought
"You were wrong"
The sirens wail, rushing to the wreck
I saw you trembling there with broken bones
What could I have done to prevent you from trying?
Nothing could prepare me for your lust for dying
At night when I am tossing and turning
I am haunted
The weight of things I can't unsee
Or unfeel
Try to forget, it doesn't work
It doesn't work
Fight my own wish for an end to all of this
"You were wrong"
Like a moth to a flame
I return to the barely hidden well of pain
The sirens wail, rushing to the wreck
I saw you trembling there with broken bones
And as I am roused awake, I remember
Oh, I remember
Fireflies lit the air
As the autumn breeze rustled your hair
I still see your smile
I guess I should have known from the scars on your wrists
I guess I should have seen
I didn't
Lay my youthful innocence to rest
What could I have done?
What could I have done?
What could I have done?
What could I have done?
No rest will find our eyes
The soothing melodies no longer lull, we wonder why
Trying to avoid the memory of abuse and mistrust
Fearing the possibility of truth to one small thought
"You were wrong"
The sirens wail, rushing to the wreck
I saw you trembling there with broken bones
What could I have done to prevent you from trying?
Nothing could prepare me for your lust for dying
At night when I am tossing and turning
I am haunted
The weight of things I can't unsee
Or unfeel
Try to forget, it doesn't work
It doesn't work
Fight my own wish for an end to all of this
"You were wrong"
Like a moth to a flame
I return to the barely hidden well of pain
The sirens wail, rushing to the wreck
I saw you trembling there with broken bones
And as I am roused awake, I remember
Oh, I remember
Fireflies lit the air
As the autumn breeze rustled your hair
I still see your smile
I guess I should have known from the scars on your wrists
I guess I should have seen
I didn't
Lay my youthful innocence to rest
What could I have done?
What could I have done?
What could I have done?
What could I have done?
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Writer(s): Alan Brucke
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