All Kinds of Wrong - Claude Kelly

just woke up, its day tenit still hurts like back thentears like rain, flood my bedcan't erase what i didthis is what i get for telling youi don't need you around, what a lieand this is what i get for thinkingthere was ever someone better in my lifenow it's all kinds of wrong, without youi can't breathe when you're gone, don't know what to donow the best of me is lost in a memoryand it's all