To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes I've become one of the people who's hiding out in the woodwork Sick of being tired and tired of doing the footwork I've been living in a window I've been locking my door And I slept on the floor on folded clothes To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes Decided which part of the truth was really important When I withheld the rest, see I created a story I wasn't strong, I was wrong A thousand lies to make your skin crawl While I was living alone you were trying to know me To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes This is my side of the story, baby see it like I see it What if we want to get married, what if we file for divorce? We're not living by accident But we didn't choose how we were born Love isn't mine to own but I've experienced phases To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes And become one of the people who's hiding out in the woodwork Sick of being tired and tired of doing the footwork I've been living in a window I've been locking my door And I slept on the floor on folded clothes To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes To get it right you have to get it wrong sometimes