I've been dreaming 'bout you on me
I cannot stress that enough
I hate it when you are angry
But I love it when you're rough
I can see the leaves are falling
But the day remains the same
We could fool around the whole year
But this is not a losing game
And I, I, I
I want to be wrong
I want to feel wrong
I want to be wrong
And I, I, I
I hate when we fight
But nothing's going right
No nothing's going right