Fading photos, dirty frames, bits and bits of conversation
A closet full of pretty clothes that no one's gonna wear
Your favorite painting's on the wall, stares at me I can't look away
You see the darkness that never ever fades
It can't be wrong
The way I feel about you, even if it's only in my mind
It can't be wrong, how can this be wrong
Cluttered whispers suffocate, I try to stand on hollowed ground
On my knees I fall to pray but no one ever hears
Intoxicating, medicating, I'll stop at nothing to keep us alive
Your breath still lingers though you
Surrendered, you're running through my veins
It can't be wrong
The way I feel about you even if it's only in my mind
It can't be wrong, how can this be wrong, how can this be wrong
