WRONG ONES

Peace So I need a little peace in my heart You used to be my homie, be my homie But now you're just a piece of my past Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones? And fuck the wrong ones? And, yeah Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones? And fuck the wrong ones? And— I believe that heaven is a place in the mind Once I had a friend but I was wasting my time Turns out he was a snakе and a fake and a lie And he triеd to take my chick when I was away in the night I believe heaven is a place in the mind I need a bit fat zoobie and some space to unwind Today my best friend went and left a hole in my sight And I'm all alone when I'll go home in the night Peace, I need a little peace in my heart You used to be my homie, be my homie But now you're just a piece of my past Why do we love the wrong ones And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones? And, yeah Why do we love the wrong ones And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones? And— Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones? And fuck the wrong ones? And, yeah (Real shit) Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones? And fuck the wrong ones? And— If you're not careful, a friend can kill you First of all, thanks for sticking around And for always being down, when no one else was round Before I had a penny to my name Not even a pound, we were sleeping on a mattress on the ground An' Alf' was still around And I was active, moving packets of the loud We go Tesco and grab food for the whole week for thirty pound Baby you deserve a crown, for how You told me that the streets will always go an' let me down And then they kicked us out We spent a couple weeks sleeping on my sister's couch I did a couple shows for a couple hundred pounds And then you found a job because my sister helped us out And then we got a house But now Alf' is in the ground And the mattress ain't a mattress, it's a crown And it's shitty and it's plastic, you don't want it I don't miss you but I miss you and I wish you was around Because you was always there to hold me when I'm down You know? Peace, I need a little peace in my heart You used to be my homie, used to be my homie But now you're just a piece of my past Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones? And, yeah Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones? And love the wrong—? Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones? And, yeah Why do we love the wrong ones? And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones? And love the wrong ones And love the wrong ones And trust the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones And trust the wrong ones And love the wrong ones And fuck the wrong ones And love the wrong ones And love the wrong ones And love the wrong ones