All the Wrong Reasons

Trouble blew in on a cold dark wind

It came without no warnin'

And that big ol' house went up for sale

They were on the road by morning

The days went slow

Into the changing season

Out in the cold

For all the wrong reasons

Well she grew up hard, and she grew up fast

In the age of television

And she made a vow to have it all

It became her new religion

Down in her soul

It was an act of treason

Down they go

For all the wrong reasons

Where the sky begins the horizon ends

Despite the best intentions

And a big old man goes up for sale

He becomes his own invention

The days go slow

Into the changing season

Bought and sold

For all the wrong reasons

Down they go

For all the wrong reasons