Wrong
after the rage is over
affter the temper is quelled
when i hear my heart beat
so soft and still
i want to come running
to tell you i was wrong
i was wrong to feel my way
i was wrong to want my way
but....somehow i also
feel if i am not wrong you
will not love me anymore
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