| Who's to Blame |
|---|
| I wanna tell you we’re the ones to blame |
| I wanna tell you that they’re all the same |
| I wanna tell you they’re the ones to frame |
| A million people and they’re all the same |
| But who knows |
| Where it goes |
| Or what they do |
| Even though it’s for you |
| I wanna tell you that I love the shame |
| That broken days are a part of the game |
| I wanna see how you can change your name |
| And throw it all for glory and fame |
| But she knows |
| Where I go |
| And what I do |
| And that’s alright for you |
