She can take another wrong one if it means a friend
Yet another wrong one to complete her hand
She’s never been good at playing poker
Man, all you need is one game to really know her
She’ll take another wrong one to demean her sense
Yet another wrong one if it means the end
Of all the waiting and waiting for someone
All the waiting and waiting for someone to hold
She told me she really hates being lonely
Maybe that’s the reason she texts and telephones me
In either part, the sweetest hearts get stony
When you’re trapped by another phony with prone feet
For leaving, to leave it alone would only grow the
Curiosity for the sound of love droning
Til the day you wanna run away from the whole scene
Trapped in a one-horse town without a pony

Hook:
I’ll overlook your failure, but I am not your savior
You want a great escape
That’s not my place

She can take another wrong one if it means a friend
Yet another wrong one to complete her hand
She’s always playing games with her feelings
Emotions filled with cap peelings
She’ll take another wrong one to demean her sense
Yet another wrong one if it means the end
Of all the waiting and waiting for someone
All the waiting and waiting for someone to hold
She told me she really hates being lonely
I said, you’re nineteen, where’s your girls and your homeys?
She said she’s too empty, so she’s not waiting
I’m thinking, girl, I’m 24 and not dating
She gave me a hug, and it was longer than the last
You could raise the speed limit, she’d still move too fast
She told me she really hates being lonely
Maybe that’s the reason she texts and telephones me

Hook

She told me she really hates being lonely
Telling me she wants to hang and get to know me
But I don’t wanna be a name upon her checklist
Call it sexist, but life is too precious
To waste on frivolous nights with young girls
Who can’t keep their own hearts in check, and so my world
Moves on, and I admit sometimes it’s lonely
Maybe that’s the reason she texts and telephones me

I am the wrong one, another wrong one