I Might Be Wrong (Laura, ferme les yeux)

"And Just Like That, Everything Sounded Different"

Live from Petit Champlain, Quebec, Canada, March 7, 2015

Won’t sleep on the floor like I should have known
Dreams are wonders, when salvation is gone
I’ve hurt my soul watching you cry

The sun is fading on your face
The waves are high above the shore
Grace is the gold covering the shame
I’ve been there before, I’ve been there before

I might be wrong, well I don’t know, well I don’t know
I guess it’s time, I guess it’s time

You killed me once, guess I’ll be fine
Nothing’s perfect, nothing’s pretty
Between the lies, I’ve changed my mind
I hate you more and I’m sorry, sorry

You killed me once, guess I’ll be fine
Nothing’s perfect, nothing’s pretty
Between the lies, I’ve changed my mind
I hate you more and I’m sorry, sorry

Don’t tell me goodbye like I was the one
Tears are wonders when salvation is gone
I’ve ripped my soul watching you cry

The man who’s digging up for coal
Is not the one holding the flame
Pride is the spark feeding the pain
I’ve been there before, I’ve been there before

I might be wrong
Well I don’t know, well I don’t know
I guess it’s time, I guess it’s time

You killed me once, guess I’ll be fine
Nothing’s perfect, nothing’s pretty
Between the lies, I’ve changed my mind
I hate you more and I’m sorry, sorry

You killed me once, guess I’ll be fine
Nothing’s perfect, nothing’s pretty
Between the lines, I’ve changed my mind
I hate you more and I’m sorry, sorry

I said hey
I’ve watched you last night
You’re beautiful
Don’t you think about me sometimes
Like I think about you late at night
When you’re lonely like I’m lonely without you
This is a call-up
This is a call-up
I’ve watched you sleep last night
I’ve watched you sleep
I’m calling your name
Can’t you hear me sometimes
I’m calling your name
I should have known
Bad news, you’re bad news
You’re bad news for me
I should have known
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful
I should have known you’re bad news
You’re bad news for me
This is a call-up

I’ve watched you sleep last night, you’re beautiful
I’ve blessed your feet but should have known
Memories are sweet, sweet and merciful
Dreams are colors, when November’s chrome

Memories are sweet, sweet and merciful
Dreams are colors, when November’s chrome

This is a call-up
This is a call-up
This is a call-up
This is a call-up

You killed me once, guess I’ll be fine
Nothing’s perfect, nothing’s pretty
Between the lies, I’ve changed my mind
I hate you more and I’m sorry, sorry

You killed me once, guess I’ll be fine
(You killed me once)
Nothing’s perfect, nothing’s pretty
(You killed me once)
Between the lines, I’ve changed my mind
I hate you more and I’m sorry, sorry

You killed me once
Between the lies, I’ve changed my mind
I’ve changed my mind
You killed me once

Oh, dis-moi
Est-ce que c’est moi que tu aimes
Oh, dis-moi

Oh, dis-moi
Est-ce que c’est moi que tu aimes
Lorsque tu fermes les yeux

Oh, dis-moi
Est-ce que c’est que tu aimes
Lorsque tu fermes les yeux

Oh, Laura
Est-ce que c’est moi que tu aimes
Lorsque tu fermes les yeux

Dis-moi ces mots qui me prennent
Qui ne sont que de toi
Oh, Laura
Dis-moi

Words: A. Foster
Music: Your Favorite Enemies