I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So say, what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her Always on (always on) I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming She

I don't know my name I've turned against my home I don't know who to blame I'm turning into stone, turning to stone Leave me bleeding, leave me dying on my own Leave me wanting, climb your way into my soul I don't like it, I can't live without a trace I

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

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

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'

Passionate from miles away Passive with the things you say Passin' up on my old ways I can't blame you, no, no Fuck that shit 'Cause we're fallin' apart Hold on, hold on, fuck that Hold on, I got to start this mothafuckin' record over again, wait a minute

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

How can I blame you For takin' over my daydreams? I wanna scream it, I'm sorry But I can't 'cause I'm long overdue Oh I wanna blame it on you For showin' up at the party? Lookin' through me in that way Saw somethin' inside of me break

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

I can't blame love But I'll never forgive my heart Oh close the door turn out the lights draw the curtain I'll get over her in time it's gonna take some hurtin' I tell myself I told you so as I fall apart Hello heartache who let you in I swore the last