I could be wrong
We could wait til tomorrow
When the money's spent
There's nothing left of me.
You're carried off by a
Weight that just follows
All the others that we've tried
But did not feel...
And i said:
You were wrong
Its not the cello
This was just a fantasy
Wake me up whence I'm so tired of
Troubled sleep
Drag me along
There's a way that I'll follow
When we're better off pretending to be friends.
It's good to know that
That's that all we can offer
Lower your expectations of me...
And i said:
You were wrong
Its not the cello
This was just a fantasy
Wake me up whence I'm so tired of
Troubled sleep
Our time has come
We've got lead on so long
I can't hold on.
We are so young
We've already spent so much
Our plan hold on.