Wolves

I was busy picking up the pieces of my broken heart
I stand accused and maybe, on reflection, got a little cruel
I was too brash for you, I moved too fast, perhaps a little rude
I know I was a jerk and impolite, and I was loud
No one can say
That I didnt need you
That I didnt want you
That I didnt love you
No one can say
That I didnt need you
That I didnt want you
That I didnt love you
Which one of my two wolves will I give my attention to tonight?
Which one will I decide to feed? Which one will I decide to fight?
I was impulsive, I confess, talked a lot behind your back
I was judgmental, played too cool, I was not so nice
No one can say
That I didnt need you
That I didnt want you
That I didnt love you
No one can say
That I didnt need you
That I didnt want you
That I didnt love you
We were young and we loved attention
We were drunk and we loved attention
We were sad and we loved attention
We were scared and we loved attention
Our kind of God is a crazy kind of God
Our kind of God, hes a crazy kind of God
No one can say
That I didnt need you
That I didnt want you
That I didnt love you
No one can say
That I didnt need you
That I didnt want you
That I didnt love you
That I didnt love you
(No one can say)
That I didnt love you
(No one can say
No one can say
No one can say
No one can say
No one can say
No one can )
Our kind of God is a crazy kind of God