Got it all wrong.
They got it all wrong; I’m sipping from the edge of my cup, In this nightmare, hoping I’ll wake up. My socks are itching My heart is wishing That they’ll realize they’ve got it all wrong.
You’ve got it all wrong; The tall and the pretty Aren’t always smart and witty They’re just always flirty Thinking and talking dirty Thinking they’ve not got it wrong.
He’s got it all wrong; My weight is not a problem I’m heavy but I’m awesome She’ll love you so much less, But still I’m second best. Cause you’ve got it all wrong.
She’s got it all wrong; My skirt’s not long; I’m short. If my socks aren’t high, I’ll get caught Just cause you’re a bimbo too I’ll be labeled one of you Cause you’ve got it all wrong.
We’ve got it all wrong Who said tobacco’s the in thing When it’s the one behind the killing Whilst you puff in delight, You’ll be in for a fright Once you realized you got it wrong.
I got it all wrong. I thought love was a mystery But now it’s all history And I’m still here praying With hopes that you’re staying Right here with me all night long. I’m praying I didn’t get it wrong.