The Blame
Went out with some friends of mineThat use to play the gameWe lost and so predictablyThey said I was to blameThey said I didn't care for themCared only for myselfAnd so without a second thoughtI put them on the shelf, on the shelf
There was a boy that I once knewHe use to hang aroundHe dropped by the other dayHe said I let him downHe told me that I used himJust to get my wayAnd so without another wordI made him go away, go away
Thinking 'bout my life todayFrom whence and where it cameAnd so characteristicallyI hold myself to blameI wonder where I'll lead myselfAnd if I'll ever changeI guess it's really up to meAnd that's what's really strange, really strange
Now I don't think it's tragicAnd I won't take the blameSo I don't feel any pain at all