What’s Wrong

Once you go away, I'm on my own
I swear to you I wasn't trying to run
A weepy Saturday, I will atone
For sins that fucking rot me to the bone
(The bone)

What's wrong
I couldn't think of anything at all
Sleep in until 2, you're doing drugs
It doesn't matter what they're made of
Mothers on the line
Your sister's sick
I love you best
I love you quick
I'll put everything else aside
Maybe that'll be the trick
(The trick)
(The trick)

On my own, I'm doing alright
On my own. there's no one to fight
On my own, I'm doing alright
On my own, there's no one to fight

What do you love
What could you love

What's wrong
What's wrong
You don't see me at all
It makes me sick
I love you best
I love you quick
I'll put everything else aside
I never ask for you to lie
I put everything else aside
And maybe that will be the fix
(The fix)
(The fix)
(The fix)