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The Blame
Get the heck out of my head
I know I let you in
Is it my fault
That you took advantage and now I feel like a sin?
You’re always saying I’m too good
But that you think it’s fake
Won’t let you fall
But I start to stumble and you call me a mistake
Do you really think
I’m your punching bag
Something you can batter, bruise, and scar
Whenever you feel bad?
Listen up
I am sick of your affection
Or the pain you think could ever be the same
I’m messed up
Maybe I am condescending
Let you hate me, let you curse and curse my name
But I’m done taking all of the blame
Lethal darts disguised as pens
Make patterns on my hands
And I can’t breathe
‘Cause like your stupid jokes, they can seem so innocent
And you seem to think
I’m a piece of glass
Something you can shatter, you’re not wrong,
But you might get cut at last
So, listen up
I am sick of your affection
Or the pain you think could ever be the same
I’m messed up
Maybe I am condescending
Let you hate me, let you curse and curse my name
But I’m done taking all of the blame
The blame
I don’t wanna be
A little bit of nothing to you
Look me in the eye
Look me in the eye
And I am so sorry
If my words play in your head, too
But I don’t wanna cry
I don’t wanna cry
So, listen up
I am sick of your affection
Or the pain you think could ever be the same
I’m messed up
Maybe I am condescending
Let you hate me, let you curse and curse my name
But I, I, I’m
Done taking all of the blame
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If you’ve ever:
-Been told that you aren’t good enough,
-Been told you’re doing everything wrong,
-Or been given love so conditional that you always felt inadequate,
then this song is for you, because you are enough, and because you are not alone. You deserve the world.