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Pete Yorn

Time flew away,
But something wonââ?¬â?¢t forgive it all,
Days and weeks,
Letââ?¬â?¢s start from the beginning of a life.

She called today,
Pretending not to care at all,
For days and weeks,
Now heââ?¬â?¢s hanging from the ceiling,
What a life,
Oh what a life,
Was it a life?

Is something wrong with me?
I show you things youââ?¬â?¢ve never seen.
Is something wrong with me?
I show you things that youââ?¬â?¢ve only dreamed of.

Iââ?¬â?¢m wide awake,
Iââ?¬â?¢ll drop you off for saying that,
For days and two weeks,
It was you who was defending such a lie,
Oh what a lie,
Was it a lie?

Is something wrong with me?
I show you things youââ?¬â?¢ve never seen.
Is something wrong with me?
I show you things that youââ?¬â?¢ve only dreamed of.
You never change, you never change.

Is something wrong with me?
Iââ?¬â?¢ve shown you things youââ?¬â?¢ve never seen.
Is something wrong with me?
Iââ?¬â?¢ve shown you things youââ?¬â?¢ve never seen.

Is something wrong with me?
Iââ?¬â?¢ve shown you things youââ?¬â?¢ve never seen.
Is something wrong with me?
Iââ?¬â?¢ve shown you things that youââ?¬â?¢ve only dreamed up.
You never change,