Wrong Nothing
Fig Dish
And it causes wear right through my eyes
Another chance I’ve blown to realize
Something’s wrong, there’s nothing wrong
Nothing wrong at all
Have to make our problems up, as we go along
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too long
Too long
I smell the rain as it beats down upon
The summer stone
Settles on the dots
Now we’re not alone
There’s something wrong, there’s nothing wrong
Nothing wrong at all
Have to make our problems up, as we go along
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too long
Too long
Too long
Too long
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too long
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too
I dwelled on you
I dwelled on you too, long
Too long
Too long
Too long