I woke up this morning and my head, I started roaming

Now nothing's right, nothing's right

Don't remember being born, don't know why we're being torn

Now nothing's right, nothing's right

I open up my mouth just to let the demon shout

'Bout my dirty little schemes, that the wettest of my dreams are you

Nothing's right, nothing's right



Over and over I'm feeling the same of loneliness

And under me, under me feeling the madman



I'm breaking off a piece of what's left of what was me

But it feels all right, it feels all right

I'm laying on your road 'cause I thought that it might hold

It feels all right, feels all right

Do I wanna take a bet, is this as good as it'll get?

And I cannot get away from the comfortable, familiar chains

Nothing's right, nothing's right



Over and over I'm feeling the same of loneliness

And under me, under me feeling the madman

Over and over it's chilling, the things I've let you miss

And if you're a miracle, I am the madman



And I'm sorry I didn't build your walls and

I'm sorry I had to go and fall and

I'm sorry I had the whole thing wrong and

Well I guess I'm the sorriest of all

And I'm sorry that you are feeling small and

I'm sorry that I'm not used to crawling

I'm sorry the writing's on the wall and

Well I guess I'm the sorriest

I guess I'm the sorriest of all



I woke up this morning and my head, it started roaming

Now nothing's right, nothing's right

Don't remember being born, don't know why we're being torn

Now nothing's right, nothing's right

You said you don't identify with my sort of petrified outlook

On the pride that I've managed to ignore so long

Nothing's right

Nothing's right

Nothing's right

Nothing's right

But it seems all right