HINDER Everybody’s Wrong

Lyrics From theoldriverroad HINDER Everybody’s Wrong Lyrics, singer by HINDER

Sittin’ here with an empty bottle
Down to my last cigarette
No missed calls and alcohol
I guess that’s all that I got left
No one saw what you did to me this time
And a million times before
I look like a devil’s child
But you’re the one who slammed the door

Everybody thinks they know me
You’re the saint and I’m the phony
But you’re the one who faked it all along
Everybody sees you cryin’
Lyin’, lookin’ like you’re dyin’
Everybody knows what’s goin’ on
But everybody’s wrong

Ain’t I the kinda guy your momma told you not to hang around
Sure enough, you know he’s gonna break your heart and bring you down
But she never saw you out at midnight
Actin’ like you own the bar
To me you ain’t no angel’s child
I know who you are

Everybody thinks they know me
You’re the saint and I’m the phony
But you’re the one who faked it all along
Everybody sees you cryin’
Lyin’, lookin’ like you’re dyin’
Everybody knows what’s goin’ on
But everybody’s wrong

About the one who needs
To let it out and just come clean
I’ve lost it all but I can’t be
Your loser anymore

Everybody thinks they know me
You’re the saint and I’m the phony
But you’re the one who faked it all along
Everybody sees you cryin’
Lyin’, lookin’ like you’re dyin’
Everybody knows what’s goin’ on

Everybody thinks they know me
You’re the saint and I’m the phony
But you’re the one who faked it all along
Everybody sees you cryin’
Lyin’, lookin’ like you’re dyin’
Everybody knows what’s goin’ on
But everybody’s wrong

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