Testo di Blame

I'll blame myself for not ignoring you For guys like me, it's just brutal truth No relationships without boundaries or snobby rules of credibility If I had found you sooner, maybe you'd have found me saner She dons a nice and sparkling red top Figure hugging, soft to touch Black and baggy trousers to facilitate Whipping of records on her teenage sum Breathing, bleeding Chorus I close my eyes and wonder why she's truly gone We never fought, no harsh words, we got along It's over, why don't you believe it? It's hard enough She's what I eat, she's what I breathe and sleep My stupid lines, she hardly gives a hoot Returned phone calls? Idiotic nudge! She's got me scattered, feel like a dipwad Breathing, bleeding Goddamn, I am a broken-hearted loser! You're so unique, your bullet belts, your faded jeans, built-in mystique Your sizzling smile is so complex, your nervous giggles echo away It's over, why don't you believe it? It's hard enough I'm searching for the truth in your scary lies