I said I never gave a fuck. I'll be the first one to let you know again. Things will never change unless this world comes to an end. I'm sick and Twisted and you're the one to blame. Sex drugs and violence go hand in Hand with fame. So who wants to be my

Blame it on my youth. If I cried a little bit When first I learned the truth, Don't blame it 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,

And I could try to run, but it would be useless I'll never be the same And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe It’s you, babe You’re to blame Just one hit of you, I knew I’ll never ever, ever be the same Just like nicotine, rushin' me, touching

But I'm not close to perfect I'm not close to sane I'm not the one to worship And I'm not the one to blame But you made up your mind And put me on your stage Just take it all back I'm not the king of anything Can't take another second of this hell

Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things

So what, so what We can get sauced up Forever we're young, we'll never get old 'Cause when I get sauced up I be like so what I don't want no problems, I want power I'm drivin', you follow Blame it on drunk love We can explain it all tomorrow

Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too They say that when a high brow meets a low brow Walking along Broadway Soon the high brow, he has no brow Ain't it a shame and you're to blame You produce the same condition Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway I'll go my

Tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate Big shit no shit Tear it off, but not a lot, only so much you can take I'm molasses hung in rent Read a sponsor one shot no post-show As if you blame real and stagnate Some try that hit beast and mud

I'm telling you, I'm bulletproof Believe me, I'm bulletproof You make me so bulletproof And now I'm too far gone I'm too far gone You're trying to blame me But I'm not breaking I need a way to separate yeah Now that you want it