THE RIGHT ONE

An hour ago I was a lonely crying mess

Then I saw you standing in that "lonely like you" dress

Now what is wrong with sharing one another's pain?

The hurt is gone but then come rushes in the shame

Oh no Oh no I can't take another night of foolish fun

Oh no Oh no Lord I'm tired of all the wrong ones that I find on the run

Let me walk with the right one

So here we are in this seedy motel room

You're not the bride and I'm not the groom

The mistake that we just made, it's all part of the game

I'll lie and say I'll call you but I can't recall your name