You don't know maybe it's for the best
But I don't care and it makes it all such a mess
Cause when I've warned you time and time again
Not to play his game
Then you listen to my words and then you do it all just the same
So I'll leave all down to you and trust you'll come back home
But then I could be wrong
You've been blind, you've been sinking without I a trace
I'll offer my hand but maybe it's not my place
But it's been going on for years and years and now I can't hold back
Every morning I waking my head pounding like a thunderstorm
And I'm hoping someday you'll realise that I'm the one
But then I could be wrong
I'm probably wrong
I'm probably wrong
Don't you stray, you draw attention to yourself
Won't you stay, can't you see I'm just trying to help?
Now I find I go about my life in a mechanical way
I'm so used to expressing myself but now I nothing to say
And in a funny kind of way what you do reminds me of myself
But then I could be wrong
You've been blind you've been sinking without a trace