17 lyrics for "Everything was wrong"

You’ve got the wrong song This one’s about a liar and a cheater Don’t know what kind of spell you think I’m under This ain't a "feel-good, everything's fine" sing-along Who didn’t know what he had 'till it was gone You’ve got the wrong girl 'cause I got
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Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Everything that I was slowly changing Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Of any mother fucker that´s thinkin´ they can change me White
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Are you there? The tears in your eyes Someday will dry We fight for our lives 'Cause everything's on the line What is truth I was wrong
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Everything was wrong You were still around How many times must I tell you Tired of you and everything you stand for I thought we'd reached an agreement But when I woke up this mornin' Why can't you show some feelin'? Why can't you understand? Messed up
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Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Everything that I was slowly changing Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Of any mother fucker that´s thinkin´ they can change me White
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Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said forever and always And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all Did you forget everything? Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday
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How come you don't call me I keep your picture upside my bed (umm) And I still remember everything you said (umm) I always thought our love was so right I guess I was wrong (oh) Always thought you'll be by my side Pappa, now you're gone What I wanna know
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Dig bury me Underneath everything that I am rearranging Underneath everything that I was slowly changing Dig see'mon motherfucker Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off a ledge Let me help you hold the
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Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the
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