Blame

Blame

Janez Detd
(album: Anti-Anthems)

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