Brett Dennen - Wrong About Me
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From my humble beginning
To our bitter end
You were the one who was pretending
That I was your orphan
In a brownstone apartment in
Brooklyn I found a new place to dwell
I tore up my ticket to Tennessee
and checked out of the Hollywood hotel
You can call me a turncoat
Challenge my dignity
But you were wrong about me
You were wrong, all along, about me
Take of your plastic halo
But don't shun the monks inside your head
Give it to the gullible grooms
Who drink their snake oil beside your bed
In your conjured up courtroom my integrity is on trial
The prosecution is gathering evidence from denial
You can preach to the choir
Say that I'm guilty
Go tell all your friends
Tell the boys back home about