WRONG ONES

Peace, I need a little peace in my heart
You used to be my homie, be my homie
But now you're just a piece on my pass
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones?
And f**k the wrong ones?
And, yeah
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones?
And f **k the wrong ones?
And—
I believe that heaven is a place in the mind
Once I had a friend but I was wasting my time
Turns out he was a snakе and a fake and a lie
And he triеd to take my chick when I was away in the night
I believe heaven is a place in the mind
I need a bit fat zoobie and some space to unwind
Today my best friend went and left a hole in my sight
And I'm all alone when I'll go home in the night
Peace, I need a little peace in my heart
You used to be my homie, be my homie
But now you're just a piece on my pass
Why do we love the wrong ones
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones?
And, yeah
Why do we love the wrong ones
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones?
And—
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones?
And f**k the wrong ones?
And, yeah (Real shit)
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones?
And f**k the wrong ones?
And—
If you're not careful, a friend can kill you
First of all, thanks for sticking around
And for always being down, when no one else was round
Before I had a penny to my name
Not even a pound, we were sleeping on a mattress on the ground
An' Alf' was still around
And I was active, moving packets of theloud
We go Tesco and grab food for the whole week for thirty pound
Baby you deserve a crown, for how
You told me that the streets will always go an' let me down
And then they kicked us out
We spent a couple weeks sleeping on my sister's couch
I did a couple shows for a couple hundred pounds
And then you found a job because my sister helped us out
And then we got a house
But now Alf' is in the ground
And the mattress ain't a mattress, it's a crown
And it's shitty and it's plastic, you don't want it
I don't miss you but I miss you and I wish you was around
Because you was always there to hold me when I'm down
You know?
Peace, I need a little peace in my heart
You used to be my homie, used to be my homie
But now you're just a piece on my pass
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones?
And, yeah
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones?
And love the wrong—?
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones?
And, yeah
Why do we love the wrong ones?
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones?
And love the wrong ones
And love the wrong ones
And trust the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones
And trust the wrong ones
And love the wrong ones
And f**k the wrong ones
And love the wrong ones