Am I wrong to assume every woman is just like you? You fall in love so you can wear a dress, You wed to ensure your peers are impressed. But I am wrong if I say "I do". I'd be lying to you. I'm bored with your friends and sick of your moods, I'm tired of selling "I love you too". I am wrong. Am I wrong if I lose my faith? If I forget about and miss your birthday? You're a dead-end job I hate, A dingy apartment I can't afford to pay, I am wrong, but when I get home I know exactly what I'm going to do, I'll say "mom, I know life is hard, But I love you and I know dad loves you too" I can't be wrong. Am I wrong if I stretch the truth? Can we just go back to what we're used to? I'll never be your groom, I won't hold your hand like you want me to, Am I wrong if I don't care where you go or who you're meeting there? You'll never be my bride, I can't have some kid ruining my night, I am wrong.