I Want To Be Wrong - No Use For A Name

Let me introduce myself, my name is no concern

The room is filled with superficial voices

As the smoke clears I can see one hundred little lies

Racing to the finish for a consolation prize

I want to be wrong

I wish that I was uncertain just like yesterday

This is not who I am, been planning my escape

So long now that my map looks like a maze

Always on the dark side of a pessimistic moon

Or burning in the sun of what they’re saying

If you have the foresight can you read between the lines?

Finger two and four inviting fingers one and five

To be in this song, it’s nothing I can shut off

But I think it’s my place

To let you know I know that all your plans are fake

And what you give me I could never take

Are you confusing me with someone else you hardly even know?

I’m sitting here observing and more often I am learning

That you are an artist and this is your show… so sing it

I want to be wrong but what did i really think

That this could become real?

Now writing in cliches to learn from my mistakes

But how much of you could anyone take?