Claude Kelly. All Kinds Of Wrong. Zeneszám

Just woke up, its day ten,
It still hurts, like back then,
Tears like rain, flood my face,
Can?t erase, what I did,
This is what I get for telling you,
I don?t need you around, what a lie,
And this is what I get for thinking,
There was ever someone better in my life,

Now it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you,
I cant breathe when your gone,
Don?t know what to do,
And now the best of me is lost in a memory,
and it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you

If I had, one more try,
No more games, no more lies,
Missing you, is a lonely ride,
Feeling more dead than alive,
This is what I get for telling you,
To pack your things and get the hell out,
And this is what I get for wishing you away,
Now no one?s going to bail me out,


Cause it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you,
I cant breathe when your gone,
Don?t know what to do,
And now the best of me is lost in a memory,
and it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you

Now it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you,
I cant breathe when your gone,
Don?t know what to do,
And now the best of me is lost in a memory,
and it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you

It?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you,
I cant breathe when your gone,
Don?t know what to do,
And now the best of me is lost in a memory,
and it?s all kinds of wrong,
Without you