Things are shaping up to be pretty odd

Everything you think you know is wrong
And everything you think you had is gone

Certain things turn ugly when you think too hard
And nagging little thoughts change into things you can't turn off
Everything you think you knowis wrong

It's all over but the crying. Fade to black I'm sick of trying
Took too much and now I'm done. It's all over but the crying

Do you really think I'm made of stone? C'mon!
That we only love the things we own?
You're wrong

Certain things just happen when you make no plans
And love can really tear you up and it can break you down
Everything you think you know is wrong

If I could I would, I'd change everything cause I can't forget you though you don't believe me
Now I can't walk back, I can't leave behind
Where does it go all the light that we had?