too many quarrels so now we break up no there s no chance to ever make up but when they ask me i ll say it s my fault i ll take all the blame i ll say i was wild when i should have been tame i ll say it s my fault i ll give a good show i ll say i m a needle that just wouldn t sew ev ry one will be wondering all our friends will inquire which one did the blundering who put out the fire so i ll say it s my fault i ll say there s no doubt then cry as i wonder why it didn t work out