Oh
We all fall for the wrong ones
Get involved with the wrong ones, yeah, yeah
Give it all to the wrong ones, yeah
No placing faith in Judas
Crossing maps for the wrong ones
Get attached to the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Go to bat for the wrong ones, yeah
No playing safe, Babe Ruth-less
I thought everything I ever said about you was a lie
Thought I was right, they were wrong
Just you and I
Convinced that I was lost, falling from the sky
Till one day I met your cloud
Caught the ground and died
What you want from me?
You've taken all of me
There's nothing more to see
Left and pulled the floor from me
It's important we explore this honestly, yeah
Why you gotta orphan me?
We all fall for the wrong ones
Get involved with the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Give it all to the wrong ones, yeah
No placing faith in Judas
Crossing maps for the wrong ones
Get attached to the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Go to bat for the wrong ones, yeah
No playing safe, Babe Ruth-less
No placing faith in Judas
No playing safe, Babe Ruth-less
Yeah
But if they grip, ain't losing
Don't hang around with nooses
You say you don't believe it I can see it in your eye
You wonder why I'm leaving like I didn't even try
We used to call this love
You pushed me to the side
And when push came to shove it was rough but I survived
Is something wrong with me?
It took so long to see
I gave you all of me
You get no apologies
Just thinking logically
That's what it's gotta be
Yeah
(You'll no longer torture me)
We all fall for the wrong ones
Get involved with the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Give it all to the wrong ones, yeah
No placing faith in Judas
Crossing maps for the wrong ones
Get attached to the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Go to bat for the wrong ones, yeah
No playing safe Babe Ruth-less
No placing faith in Judas
No playing safe Babe Ruth-less
Yeah
But if they grip, ain't losing
Don't hang around with nooses
The sun comes up tomorrow
But the night don't fade away
The truth comes hard to swallow
When you're left in shade
The sun comes out tomorrow
But the night don't fade away
The truth comes hard to swallow
(When you're left in shade)
We all fall for the wrong ones
Get involved with the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Give it all to the wrong ones, yeah
No placing faith in Judas
Crossing maps for the wrong ones
Get attached to the wrong ones, yeah yeah
Go to bat for the wrong ones, yeah
No playing safe Babe Ruthless
No placing faith in Judas
No playing safe Babe Ruth-less
Yeah
But if they grip, ain't losing
Don't hang around with nooses