The Wrong Impression - Deb Talan

If I say I want to be your lover

And then I pull away when you turn down the covers

You say I don’t talk to you enough

I say, «fuck you» like it’s making love

I can see how a man might get the wrong impression

If I say, «I want you, please defend me»

And then I’m punching at your heart so you get angry

I break down when you won’t save me from you

Then I make you save me from myself again

I can see how a man might get the wrong impression

When I meet your eyes, I don’t know what I see

It used to be love, it used to be love

I know my home’s still here, it’s where I wanna be, love

‘Cause I need love, but I flee love, its still me, love

Do you still see love when you see me, love?

I tell you, you can keep your secrets here

And then I fall asleep when you try to tell me, dear

I run whenever trust might be required

How is it you don’t feel the old desire?

I can see how a man might get the wrong impression

If I say I love you like that

But I no longer kiss you right back

And there’s a line that forms for my attention

And every day your name’s the last one to be mentioned

I can see how a man might get the wrong impression