Mr Wrong

Don’t it seem like, like I’m always there when it matters,

But missing most of the other time, a terrible pattern,

The rewards I see from working made me an addict,
There's way more people that want it than people that have it,

I dont get it, I would hate to think I tricked ‘em,

They fall victim to my system, guess I sure know how to pick ‘em,

And I’m always her regret, yeah, I’m always her regret

,And I always make it harder on whoever’s coming next,

It goes up and down, it’s just up and down,

She’s crying now but she’ll laugh again,

Cause we on the rise and she here with us,

In expensive shit, just keeps happening,

She loves it, she stares at me like who does this,

And we hold hands while I pray that she’s not the type to hold grudges,

I’m wrong..