Don't put the blame on me I'm only human after all Don't put your blame on me 'Cause I'm only human after all Some people out of luck Some people think I can solve them Lord heavens above For making you cry I do what I can

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

Everything stops where the pavement ends. You can get you a buzz, blame it on the radio. Find a lighter, live a little high. Take it all in, let the good times roll. And on a clear night, Who needs the headlights? Drop it in low, drive by the moonlight.

Because I still got a hard way to go And it's a crying shame That you can't lay the blame On anybody else but yourself And I still got a hard way to go (Chris Youlden) Chrysalis Music Ltd. Ain't got time for doubts or fears Ain't got time for shallow

Like you wish you never met me I alone take the blame While you take everything Why can’t we start this over What have we done to us You say that you need closer I refuse to fade away As you try to forget me Take my heart and walk away

Roll the bones Fate is just the weight of circumstances Well, you can stake that claim Good work is the key to good fortune Winners take that praise Losers seldom take that blame If they don't take that game And sometimes the winner takes nothing We draw

If it's just me, Then it's just me, I'll take the blame, take the shame, walk away, no questions asked Leave the best of me with you and you can leave me in your past No battle cry, no battle scars We're only down one broken heart I guess you're free, if

Are the words I couldn't say And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains What do I do now that you're gone? No back up plan, no second chance In a book in a box in the closet In a line in a song I once heard In a moment on a front

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'

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your