Did you get my letter? Was it soft, was it cruel, did I get the address right? I'd like to say I'm wiser But thanks to my choice, I won't get much practice in I have it there so clearly In my head, in your bed, we would talk 'til our throats went dry The worst is when I drive north Through the fog and the fields And I pass by Edgewood Road And I keep finding you But in another form Just these cheaper clones, who pale in difference You never come up In conversation No one knows your name, cause I erased you I chose wrong I chose wrong I chose wrong You cried so very softly At the park, when I left, and I knew I'd ruined it all So I built a wall To keep your far away I raised it out of lies and cheap excuses I really shouldn't care, but still somehow I do I found your plane ticket in the book I lent you I chose wrong I chose wrong I chose wrong I chose wrong I chose wrong I chose wrong