Wrong Ones

Da da da da da
 Da da da da da, mmh
 It's been a rough few months
 I go out, but I don't have fun
 Singin'
 Nobody hates me more than me
 I fix it up with a couple drinks
 Met a boy thinking he could be the next one
 Told him what I wanted, all he wanted get some
 Broke down crying in the front seat
 I drove to my moms, and she told me
 You can never love somebody too much
 Too fast, too hard, no
 It's not your fault
 You were born with a big heart
 For some people, you might be too much
 Or you'll never be enough
 No one's perfect, but you're perfect for someone
 You're just talking to the wrong ones
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 They're the wrong ones
 Little sister called me up she said
 I can't turn the dial down in my head
 She was trying not to fall apart
 Damn, that really broke my heart
 She met a couple girls, started thinking they were best friends
 'Til she overheard every word while they talked shit
 Why am I always the one who gets hurt?
 Well, I told her
 You can never love somebody too much
 Too fast, too hard, no
 It's not your fault
 You were born with a big heart
 For some people, you might be too much
 Or you'll never be enough
 No one's perfect but you're perfect for someone
 You're just talking to the wrong ones
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 (They're the wrong ones)
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk, yeah
 Let 'em talk, yeah
 Talking to the wrong ones
 Anyone who puts you down to make themselves feel better
 They won't understand you anyway, so what, whatever
 I don't know everything, but I know when I'm right
 And I'm not saying they're bad, but they're wrong
 You can never love somebody too much
 Too fast, too hard, no
 It's not your fault
 You were born with a big heart
 For some people, you might be too much
 Or you'll never be enough
 No one's perfect, but you're perfect for someone
 You're just talking to the wrong ones
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking (You're just talking to the wrong ones)
 Talking, talking, talking (yeah yeah, eh)
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk, yeah
 Let 'em talk, yeah
 But you're talking to the wrong ones
 
 Da da da da da
 Da da da da da, mmh
 It's been a rough few months
 I go out, but I don't have fun
 Singin'
 Nobody hates me more than me
 I fix it up with a couple drinks
 Met a boy thinking he could be the next one
 Told him what I wanted, all he wanted get some
 Broke down crying in the front seat
 I drove to my moms, and she told me
 You can never love somebody too much
 Too fast, too hard, no
 It's not your fault
 You were born with a big heart
 For some people, you might be too much
 Or you'll never be enough
 No one's perfect, but you're perfect for someone
 You're just talking to the wrong ones
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 They're the wrong ones
 Little sister called me up she said
 I can't turn the dial down in my head
 She was trying not to fall apart
 Damn, that really broke my heart
 She met a couple girls, started thinking they were best friends
 'Til she overheard every word while they talked shit
 Why am I always the one who gets hurt?
 Well, I told her
 You can never love somebody too much
 Too fast, too hard, no
 It's not your fault
 You were born with a big heart
 For some people, you might be too much
 Or you'll never be enough
 No one's perfect but you're perfect for someone
 You're just talking to the wrong ones
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking
 (They're the wrong ones)
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk, yeah
 Let 'em talk, yeah
 Talking to the wrong ones
 Anyone who puts you down to make themselves feel better
 They won't understand you anyway, so what, whatever
 I don't know everything, but I know when I'm right
 And I'm not saying they're bad, but they're wrong
 You can never love somebody too much
 Too fast, too hard, no
 It's not your fault
 You were born with a big heart
 For some people, you might be too much
 Or you'll never be enough
 No one's perfect, but you're perfect for someone
 You're just talking to the wrong ones
 Talking, talking, talking
 Talking, talking, talking (You're just talking to the wrong ones)
 Talking, talking, talking (yeah yeah, eh)
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk
 They're making you talk, yeah
 Let 'em talk, yeah
 But you're talking to the wrong ones