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Am I to blame? |
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If I won't speak her name |
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If I won't face her grave, yea yea |
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Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame |
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Since you're gone, I've never felt the same |
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Well maybe I'm just a bad seed |
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Of the family |
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I'll get my sleep without tear stained sheets |
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And I'll never come cryin' for sympathy |
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Well, I need a place to run to |
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Yea, I need a place to hide |
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Yea, I need a place where |
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I don't need a smile as my disguise |
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Am I to blame? |
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If I won't face your grave, yea yea |
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Am I to blame? Am I to blame? |
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If I cannot bear to face your grave |
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(And mother please shine down on me) |
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(Show me that I'm not the bad seed) |
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(Oh no) |
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Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame |
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Since you're gone I never felt the same |
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Well maybe my mind's deceiving me |
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But I think you took the easy way out |
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You left me standing there empty handed |
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As soon as you put the gun in your mouth |
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So please don't keep on asking |
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If there's something wrong |
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'Cause you know damn well if I was fine |
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I would've never ever written this song |
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Am I to blame? |
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If I won't face your grave |
