It's not your fault It's not your fault, yeah and It's not your fault, yeah Na na na na Oh, it's not that you should care. I just wanted you to know. Baby, when I'm yellin' at you, Baby cuz I'm crazy for you,

La la la la la la la la And blow down the door. On to the next To dance with the poor. Jump on my shoulders. You can jump on my shoulders. I'm scared of the city I say we rob from the rich We rob from the rich

But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts To put this to your head If you're already dead? Before I pull this trigger Your eyes vacant and stained And should I be shocked now By the last thing you said?

You got it, you got it babe (If you wanna party, if you, if you wanna party) You should know I'm never gonna change I'm always gonna stay You call for me, I'm right there (right there) And you care You're so different No one compares

You should have never trusted Hollywood. You should have never gone to Hollywood. All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard. All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. All you maggots smoking fags out

My heart's at a low I'm so much to manage There's one disadvantage I've been damaged I think you should know that I've been damaged And I really really really want you And I think I'm kinda scared 'cause I don't want to lose you If you really really

I'm just trying to get it right And in spite of all I should've done I was not mad at you I was not trying to tear you down The words that I could've used I was too scared to say out loud If I cannot break your fall I'll pick you up right off the ground

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low

'you should learn to speak a little bit of english Bits of songs and broken drums Are all he could recall Don't be scared of a suit and tie. Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner -- I am a third world child So he spoke to me

You can do this, you can do this You are not a lu-lunatic But I can't ignore or betray these voices singing Crazy would be changing your mind Crazy would be leaving it behind It's a beautiful, beautiful day And maybe I should care more about safety Would