The look on his face as he opens the door, ...... to a spot on the floor Caught his attention mhhmm well I saw, I saw, I saw. He pulls me by hand just a bit too fast, friendly embrace more than friendly he's says Dangerous close until I step back, It's wrong, It's wrong.
It's wrong to like you, It's wrong to want you, It's wrong to dream about you. I meant to sleep without you. Don't you see, to begin would mean the end of you and me, to begin would mean the end.
Two feet between like a grade school dance, can't keep his heart so I'm giving it back. Stealing a piece in the palm of my hand, he'll never know. He's touching my cheek and the sun's in my eyes, losing control yeah I'm losing my mind. Wish he would stop cause it's harder to fight this on my own.
It's wrong to like you, It's wrong to want you, It's wrong to dream about you. I meant to sleep without you. Don't you see, to begin would mean the end of you and me, to begin would mean the end.
What started out as innocent sensation is now turning into a full blown situation. And I am crying at the parking lots, I feel cheap and I feel lost. This is nothing that I want, no not like this. No, cus it's wrong to like you, It's wrong to want you, It's wrong to dream about you. I meant to sleep without you.
It's wrong to like you, It's wrong to want you, It's wrong to dream about you. I meant to sleep without you. Don't you see, to begin would mean the end of you and me, to begin would mean the end.