You don't have the answers but you're always blaming me. It only lies in your behalf in animosity. You decide it's up to you, make it what you'll be. After all you seem to be it makes no sense to me. Don't point your finger at me It's all your odyssey.
You got a fetish for my love I push you out and you come right back Don't see a point in blaming you If I were you, I'd do me too I'm not surprised I sympathize, ah I can't deny Your appetite, ah Take it or leave it
You got a fetish for my love (You) you got a fetish for my love I push you out and you come right back Don't see a point in blaming you If I were you, I'd do me too I'm not surprised I sympathize, uh I can't deny