Close to you No you don't need my protection But I'm in love, can't blame me for checking I love in your direction, hoping that the message goes Somewhere close to you Like so close if they heard you, you wouldn't find out Nothing but a tear, that's all

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

But I'm stuck in colder weather Maybe tomorrow will be better Can I call you then He said I wanna see you again She said you're ramblin' man You ain't ever gonna change You gotta gypsy soul to blame And you were born for leavin' She'd trade Colorado if

I know it's true Blame it on my misplaced heart But what's the use I been losing time And it's a precious thing I don't watch my back much lately It's funny how I see, everything Twisted and turning in the breeze You made your mind up

It'll never be the same No, it'll never be the same Cause it's over And there's no one to blame We get closer and closer again But we're falling apart I'm losing, you're losing a friend It's always over before we start You're asking for love

Could you love me anyway? If I told you all the stupid things I've done I've blamed on being young But I was old enough to know I know If I told you the mess that I can be When there's no one there to see Could you look the other way? What if I told you

All I want is you You, you, you You, you, ooh We got options Maybe I'm the one to blame That's just how the game goes But I wanna let you know that I decided I finally realized that I been going through some changes

And these wars, they can't be won And on and on United States! You and me are the same We don't know or care who's to blame But we know that whoever holds the reins Nothing will change

Yes I'm your blessing ma Mama I know I know Sometimes I act crazy but I'm still your baby The projects made me like this you can't blame me Mama I'm still your baby but the streets corrupt me I'm sorry I fell in love with guns, I fell in love with

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