Wrong
She’s a little bit odd
A little bit strange
A little confused and A little deranged…so they say
But that’s just her way of coping
And he’s an angry young man
He’s got an angry young face
He’s lost all he’s found bit by bit…place to place…not okay
And he runs away
From hoping
Girl we’re so wrong for each other
But I know I can’t belong to another
And it’s a beautiful crash
A beautiful race
You beautiful stardust and you beauty mistake..all the same
Forgets her own name w :wink: hen he’s smoking
It’s her wonderful smell
And her wonderful taste
And her vanilla high…
Not one drop goes to waste…not today
Can’t think what to say
Now he’s choking
Girl we’re so wrong for each other
But I know I can’t belong to another
