| I miss that ragged high school jersey |
| I wore all the time |
| Number thirty-three was a part of me |
| Thought the best days of my life |
| Were here in the home crowd bowl |
| But I’ve been wrong before |
| Man I loved that motorcycle |
| Swore I’d never give it up |
| Knew that one bedroom apartment |
| Was plenty big enough |
| Couldn’t ask for nothin' more |
| But I’ve been wrong before |
| I was never gonna let a pretty girl like you |
| Ever steal my heart |
| It was only gonna be a summer thing |
| I warned you from the start |
| Now I look at you after all this time |
| I just don’t see any way that I |
| Could ever love you more |
| But I’ve been wrong before |
| I said I’d never say I’m sorry |
| Just to end a fight |
| Wouldn’t blow off all my friends |
| For a chick flick Friday night, with flowers at the door |
| But I’ve been wrong before |
| I was never gonna let a pretty girl like you |
| Ever steal my heart |
| It was only gonna be a summer thing |
| I warned you from the start |
| Now I look at you after all this time |
| I just don’t see any way that I |
| Could ever love you more |
| But I’ve been wrong before |
| Oh, I thought that I could hold you |
| Then leave it all behind |
| And there wasn’t any way one kiss was gonna change my mind |
| I was never gonna let a pretty girl like you |
| Ever steal my heart |
| It was only gonna be a summer thing |
| I warned you from the start |
| Now I look at you after all this time |
| I just don’t see any way that I |
| Could ever love you more |
| But I’ve been wrong before |
| Girl, I’ve been wrong before |
| I’ve been wrong before |