You Felt Right

We met on a Wednesday

In the summer, it was blazing

You looked at my black jeans, said are you crazy?

I guess I might have laughed

And after that you stuck to me like glue

But you had a girl at home and too many tattoos

I was in a rough patch, real depressed

You took my hand and said the sun it rises in the east but I came from the west

My heart it skipped and that was that

I should have known don’t trust a poet

Cause they can’t do the math

I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time

Headed on a bad trip with the wrong high

I don’t really know why

But you felt right to me

I hadn’t had a good thing in a long time

Moving in the fast lane with the wrong guy

I don’t really know why

But you felt right to me

We met on a Friday

In the winter, it was freezing

Felt a bit like history repeating

We’d been on a break but then decided we could

Try to spend the night like friends and roam the city

Knowing what that meant

So we were back & I was pouring poison

Texting you reports from everywhere I went

And you’d write back I miss you even more

And it was torture for me

I should have known don’t trust a poet

Cause they prefer to bleed

I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time

Headed on a bad trip with the wrong high

I don’t really know why

But you felt right to me

I hadn’t had a good thing in a long time

Moving in the fast lane with the wrong guy

I don’t really know why

But you felt right to me

Wrote this on a Sunday after months out on the road

Wonder if you have regrets and which direction those thoughts go

Like was it worth it in the end?

Sometimes it feels like you just used me for my mind & innocence

And now I heard you had a kid, finished a book & got a wife

Things been good to you since that last goodbye

But I just have to say my piece

You should have known don’t trust a poet

Cause we know how to speak