Texty: John Wesley Harding. I'm Wrong About Everything.

You win the argument at the end of every night
I never know the perfect time to hit the bedside light
Then we lie awake and watch headlights climb the blinds
I want you to know what's going on in my mind

I thought I was immortal a little while ago
I thought that I was right but now I know

I'm wrong about everything, I think that I can sing
And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along
I'm wrong about everything think I know what's happening
I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong

The colors fade to gray and I'm left with black and white
Don't know why I try to fight with what is right
The truth is on our lips and it looks like time to tell
But you know I could be wrong about that as well

I thought a happy ending was more or less assured
I thought a little warmth could win the war

I'm wrong about everything, I think that I can sing
And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along
I'm wrong about everything, think I know what's happening
I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong, wrong, yeah

I'll do the best I can to be your lover man
I'll stand corrected just to be elected
I'll do what I can do to get up close to you
Listen

I'm wrong about everything, I think that I can sing
And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along
I'm wrong about everything, think I know what's happening
I think you'll like our song, I think you'll like our song
I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong, wrong, wrong

Hear the song
Hear the song
Hear the song