Wrong کے بول

You were the devil and I was no saint Blurred lines, thin lines - who is to blame? And I wish I could play the victim But I defied So one more fill me up Just a little bit of punishment in my cup In the night we get so drunk and lord It never really is enough So am I really a saint Or just a sinner with a heavenly song? Cause you Have got to be wrong Wrong Wrong Wrong Wrong I never really believed religion Cause I never found love was prison But now I am my own conviction That I defied Oh why? Heaven's only For the sinners