Mr Wrong

Mr. Wrong You’re not one of a kind You smoke; You get drunk, You like wars But you told me You smoke because you felt nervous when you’re with me You get drunk ‘coz you think I don’t love you You like wars ‘coz you’ll fight for me. My eyes told me too I hate your lips, I hate your eyes, I hate how it looks at me. But you told me more You wish to kiss my lips You love my sparkling eyes That makes you driving you crazy. I almost hate everything about you You’re not attractive, not at all But what makes it wrong? You make my heart beats strong. But you almost love everything about me I attract you like no one ever did That’s all for you what makes it right You’re my Mr. Wrong, but I’m you’re Mr. Right. Now I hate myself even more But my heart told me so I love you more and more I love my Mr. Wrong