wrong

i cover my ears
i try to work it out
so i can stand it
but i cant stand it

guilty like a stream
running down the hills
but am i really
what's going wrong?

am i really
what's going wrong?

its your fault for having
two pretty best friends
men were made for talking
and you thought they would listen?

im not going to school tomorrow
im not going today
you spoke to me
oh so slightly
and i drank the day away

guilty like a stream
scared like some lightning
but i don't believe the things i say