Wrong Crowd (Piano Tapes) - Tom Odell

And my mother is standing beside me

As I’m packing my bags in the car

She says please boy no more fighting

Oh it’s only gonna do you harm

But I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

Ohhhhhhh my boy

And my brother is standing behind me

As I’m slowly going out my head

He says you know those people don’t like me

Why d’you wanna be one of them.

But I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

Ohhhhh I wish I could find somebody

That my mother would like

Oh I wish I can find somebody

That could treat me right

But I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

But I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

But I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

But I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

I can’t help it, I don’t know how

I guess I’ll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd