Wrong

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Fearless, she jumps in the deep end Works hard all week, cuts sick on the weekend Girl likes to party hard with her free friends No drama so it's easy to keep them She's seen men come and go Dreamin' about them runnin' home The love's below the poverty line 'Cause her head and heart, they commonly divide Sunshine ain't so bright for the night owl But it's easier to fuck with the lights out Quiet down, you pretty little fire flower Waiting for the burning bridges to die down Might've found that whole life in that one night Could've been that one shot in the gunfight But she confronts none with her tongue-tied Heart of winter and a head full of summer time [Turntablism] "Slug" "What's done is done" "Sweep up the fuck ups" "What's done is done" "Tighten up the lug nuts" [Verse 2] She kept it simple with restrictions No more than four nights was the limit This way, sure to keep the walls in distance Each visit slowly losin' its difference Done did it for the basic fact That that fabric wanted that friction 'Til one guy interrupts the routine Brings back old feelings, push forth new dreams Eyes met amongst a nightclub blue screen Late night hype between two human beings Amusing scene for the sceptics Both with wounds soothed by disinfectant Conversation connected like none before Come and get it, they both wanted more She felt the funk in feeling unsure Head said never but heart said once more [Turntablism] "Slug" "What's done is done" "Sweep up the fuck ups" "What's done is done" "Tighten up the lug nuts" "Slug" "What's done is done" "Sweep up the fuck ups" "What's done is done" "Tighten up the lug nuts" [Verse 3] Thinkin' that he's two steps ahead He heard lies aligned with her heavy breaths Caught the vibe of she ain't really ready yet She might be tryin' to hide behind that heaven sent Smile - outspoken style With the best intent, her effect is intense Been in love, no longer believes in it 'Cause she cheated and they mistreated Devoured the hours that he needed So keep eatin' that trail of treats Eventually we'll find where the trail does lead But who gives a fuck what it really means? As long as there's a little lust to feed He ain't the man amongst the thieves Heart had a plan but his head said to leave Must've been smoking on a pipe dream [Turntablism] "Slug" "What's done is done" "Sweep up the fuck ups" "What's done is done" "Tighten up the lug nuts" "Slug" "What's done is done" "Sweep up the fuck ups" "What's done is done" "Tighten up the lug nuts" "What's done is done"