everyday has been somewhat of a bore to me i wake up in the morning wanting to be loved by your grown shadow haunting my sickness i walked over centuries worth of land no man could give to me when i found the one he took all the same and pain away all i can say is i blame you for loving me all i can say is i blame you blame you for all the hurting by the emptiness breathing fire into the night thinking of you it feels so done open folded those were the days all i can say is i blame you for loving me all i can say is i blame you blame you for all the hurting by the emptiness