You make me want to But you make me want to You can blame blame it on on my southern boy ways Why I'm always running away I don't know if I can ever change Yeah, you make me want to You make me want to hold you like a hammock on on a summer day Tell you how I'm

It's my body and I'll die when I want to Die when I want to, die when I want to The monster in me is wearing the crown I'll be the king and you'll be the crown I'll take the blame blame For waiting around I'll be the villain you can't live without Strip off

Blame Blame it on on my youth. If I cried a little bit When first I learned the truth, Don't blame blame it on on my heart, If I expected love when first we kissed, If only for you I did exist, I believed in everything, Like a child of three, You meant more than anything,

(Fuckin' with the killas) Money and the power, money and the power I was thinking to myself, maybe I should seek some help Maybe I should blame blame myself My mistake in stealth is going away Is going away, is going away

Is the heart of a lonely girl. She won’t be the one to blame blame It’s a shame, it’s a shame Oh the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world The heart of a lonely girl. Yeah the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world Twenty seven days I’ve been out on on the

Say it it loud, say it it clear You can listen as well as you hear It's too late when we die To admit we don't see eye to eye I just wish I could have told him in the living years Every generation Blames the one before And all of their frustrations Come

(I question everything) I won't lie, I've never been ashamed I don't mind, admitting I'm to blame blame I care no more, I can't bare no more I'll say no more, I can't give you anymore She was a princess, she could've been a queen She had the angels beneath her

Ain't nothing sacred anymore Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah And by the way, you know that hope Will make you strange Make you blink, make you blink Make you sink It It will make you afraid of change Enough to blame blame the box with the view of the world And

Blame Blame it on on the bag You can blame blame it on on the bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it it back stackin’ this money But I still can’t

I try my best to behave And I can't help feelin' this way And is it it some kind of fiction? Or the sweetest addiction? So what if I'm crazy 'Cause love makes me do it it It's not my fault so don't blame blame me 'Cause love makes me I tear the shrink wrap off