I'm not mad but I should be
Since true love proved unlucky
I cast the dye, I stained my hands
On wrongful judgments and half-baked plans
I was right on in loving you
And dead wrong in thinking we couldn't lose
I'm not crying but I wish I could
Heart snapped off like plywood
How will I sand these scales from my skin?
I just want to be soft again
I was right on in loving you
And dead wrong in thinking we couldn't lose
Right on in loving you
And dead wrong in thinking we couldn't lose
What is it about the space between?
We fit so much inside and then find it empty
I'm not singing in an empty room
If you're hearing this I hope you know - you're right on too
You were wrong before, but that's nothing new
We're all suckers in the way that love makes us fools
So right on in loving
You might be dead wrong, at least you're trying
Right on in loving
You might be dead wrong, at least you're trying
You're trying
You're trying
You're trying
