I could be wrong We could wait til tomorrow When the money's spent There's nothing left of me. You're carried off by a Weight that just follows All the others that we've tried But did not feel... And i said: You were wrong Its not the cello This was just a fantasy Wake me up whence I'm so tired of Troubled sleep Drag me along There's a way that I'll follow When we're better off pretending to be friends. It's good to know that That's that all we can offer Lower your expectations of me... And i said: You were wrong Its not the cello This was just a fantasy Wake me up whence I'm so tired of Troubled sleep Our time has come We've got lead on so long I can't hold on. We are so young We've already spent so much Our plan hold on.