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

Maybe that's why country music has the blues If it makes you feel better Blame me if you want to But I think country music has the blues Well I sure miss ole Waylon And paychecks paid his dues Chet Adkins on that red guitar And Carl Perkins Blue Suede

Just this once Listen to the words I say If you want I will I’m there until the end of time Always a stranger in a crowd You want someone to blame The one who drives the rusted nail But who’s left will never care Pretending becomes a chore

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame

Do you remember? We never talked about it But I hear the blame was mine I'd call you up to say I'm sorry But I wouldn't want to waste your time Cause I love you, but I can't take any more There's a look I can't describe in your eyes If we could try, like

I got money to blow They can't help it, And I can't blame 'em Since I got famous But bitch I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin Oh oh oh ooh I got oh oh Oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh ooh ooh

Yo-yo-you're special You said you want more And I can't blame you for Yeah, you, baby, you You're something special Baby, I know I know what you're thinkin' Maybe, maybe I'm wasting your time But I promise, but I promise

I just need kiss kiss I don’t wanna wait You can say I’m dumber in love Blame it on my age Maybe because I’m young that’s enough I don’t wanna miss this And it feels like I’ve been waiting all my life But I need you tonight yeah

Every lie you tell comes true (true) But I still wanna be with you (you) I blame it on you (yeah) Bad boy make a bad girl, bad boy make a bad girl I blame it on you, I blame it on you You, I blame it on you, I blame it on you Uh-huh, so good, but I know

My outsides look cool My insides are blue Everytime I think I'm through It's because of you I try different ways But it's all the same At the end of the day I have myself to blame I can't believe I'm trippin'