Wrong (feat. Polina Pashchenko)

Saturday and i’m all alone

A quiet comfort of my four walls

If I had it in me I would run to you

But my body’s numb I swear it’s not you

And you scream again blowing up my phone

The constant fighting is getting old

And you count my sins in yet another song

But I swear to god you got it all wrong

You got it all wrong

You got it all wrong

You got it all wrong

I swear to god you got it all wrong

You ask if there are others

I say that I would never

Cause sometimes even silence is too much of a companion

And I swear that I love you

Or at least I think that I do

But I forgotten what it feels like

To ever love myself too

But one phone call and there goes all your trust

And now all you see is ghost of my past

Now all I hear is ticking of our clock and the awful silence of your morbid thoughts

You got it all wrong

You got it all wrong

You got it all wrong

I swear to god you got it all wrong