T H I S   T I M E
lyrics by: Melanie Krahmer
music by: Melanie Krahmer & Rich Libutti
©1999 sirsymusic (BMI)


Yesterday, he told me that he was the king
Well, practically anyway
Yesterday, he told me about her potential
To be anything he made her into

And so I sat, and I thought, and I wondered
About his stupid little universe
And how it all spins around on its axis of nonsense
And how anyone believes him at all

But I want to be mistaken
I want someone to prove me wrong
I want someone to figure it out for me this time

Just today he called to find Iím still alive
Well practically, anyway
Just today I left out the part where I tried
ĎCause I am just so tired of it all

And so I sat, and I thought, and I wondered
About his stupid little universe
And how it all spins around on its axis of nonsense
And how anyone believes him at all

But I want to be mistaken
I want someone to prove me wrong
I want someone to catch me so Iíll fall, fall again
And I, I want to be mistaken
I want someone to prove me wrong
I want someone to figure it out for me this time

Have you ever been in love where good days were just purely accidental?
Next time Iím hoping I can just at least get something right

Finally, I see that I have never loved him
Not half as much as he loves himself
And finally, I see thatís itís all kind of tragic
That I wasted so much time there myself.

But I want to be mistaken
I want someone to prove me wrong
I want someone to catch me so Iíll fall, fall again
And I, I want to be mistaken
I want someone to prove me wrong
I want someone to figure it out for me this time