blame it on me

you can't get inside our house

you look for the keys

you shiver with cold in the darkness

you cower and freeze

you can't get to work

'cause the new car is broken

the tires are flat and the trunk lid is open

your boss

full of anger and rage

is gonna give you the sack

you're late for a date and you hurry to be there on time

you say it's because i'm so lazy

what a horrible crime

i'm a selfish old bastard stealing the hours

in days full of sun and in days full of showers

i slow you down

it's a shame - i'm on the wrong track

blame it on me

it's all up to you

i'll shoulder the load. i confess. i profess

i swear it's all true

so blame it on me

whatever will be

wherever i'll be

go on

blame it on me

i don't make a fortune. you say: you can't cope with your life!"