The Wrong Ones
We're laughing in the kitchen
Then we're playing guitar
I don't know how we got here
It all happened so fast
But next thing I know we're intertwined
Our shadows dance in the candle light
Everyone wants to feel wanted
Everyone wants to feel loved
But sometimes our vision gets distorted
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
I lay my head on your chest
And you say to me
That you're not looking for a girlfriend
So do you just want my body
But next thing I know we're intertwined
Then you're getting up to go make up your mind
Everyone wants to feel wanted
Everyone wants to feel loved
But sometimes our vision gets distorted
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
Oh
Oh
You're confusing me
Are you just using me
I know I give myself away too easily
I trust too much and I'm so naïve
Everyone wants to feel wanted
Everyone wants to feel loved
But sometimes our vision gets distorted
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
You left me wounded when you lead me on
And now I feel so stupid
But thank God, you're gone
Then we're playing guitar
I don't know how we got here
It all happened so fast
But next thing I know we're intertwined
Our shadows dance in the candle light
Everyone wants to feel wanted
Everyone wants to feel loved
But sometimes our vision gets distorted
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
I lay my head on your chest
And you say to me
That you're not looking for a girlfriend
So do you just want my body
But next thing I know we're intertwined
Then you're getting up to go make up your mind
Everyone wants to feel wanted
Everyone wants to feel loved
But sometimes our vision gets distorted
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
Oh
Oh
You're confusing me
Are you just using me
I know I give myself away too easily
I trust too much and I'm so naïve
Everyone wants to feel wanted
Everyone wants to feel loved
But sometimes our vision gets distorted
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
And we end up falling for the wrong ones
You left me wounded when you lead me on
And now I feel so stupid
But thank God, you're gone
Credits
Writer(s): Poppy Rose Moorhouse-woolf
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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