Wrong - Finish Ticket, Nick Stein, Alex DiDonato

Hard to explain what a feeling I’ve found

Between hope and a doubt that holds me to the ground

Low in dry fields of California I dream

Of a life lived with ease;

simple and serene

But it’s hard to find the optimist in me

When the life I’ve loved is slowly wrecking me

It’s more, it’s more, it’s more to you than it was when we were kids

And now, and now, you see the world, oh, plainly as it is

And boy, were you wrong

And boy, were you wrong

Booze is the kindest of poisons these days

You wake up, a fresh start, troubles masked in the haze

But it’s hard to find the optimist in me

When the life I’ve loved is slowly wrecking me

It’s more, it’s more, it’s more to you than it was when we were kids

And now, and now, you see the world, oh, plainly as it is

And boy, were you wrong

And boy, were you wrong

Take it back, oh, just take it back

You never did a thing for me

There’s a youthful bliss that I often miss

And it haunts my memory

Cause it’s a life that slipped away

Through my own two hands

Yeah, through my own two hands

It’s more, it’s more, it’s more to you than it was when we were kids

And now, and now, you see the world, oh, plainly as it is

And boy, were you wrong

Yeah, boy, were you wrong

It’s more, it’s more, it’s more to you than it was when we were kids

And now, and now, you see the world, oh, plainly as it is

And boy, were you wrong

And boy, were you wrong

Oh, you were so wrong

Oh boy, were you wrong