It's not you, it's me.

Another day in our room, another day in hell.
Another day on the front lines.
Another night on the town, now here we go again.
Let's hope that this is the last time.

Let's call it a day.
I've had enough, I've had enough of this!
Let's put it away.
It'd take a better man than me to put up with this.

It's not the way you talk to me as if I was a goddamn idiot,
It's not the way you play games with my head.
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone.
I'll be happy to take the blame - It's not you, it's me.

Now there's no need to pretend, no need for pleasantries.
No need for "let's just be friends".
I'll take my bowie records, you keep your "tapestry"
And I'll even let you keep "the bends".

Let's put it to bed.
I've had enough, I've had enough of it!
Let's pronounce it dead.
It'd take a better man then me to put up with this.

It's not the way you talk to me as if I was a goddamn idiot,
It's not the way you play games with my head.
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone.
I'll be happy to take the blame - It's not you, it's me.

Now you're a world away and I don't have anything
But I've never been so happy!

It's not the way you talk to me as if I was a goddamn idiot,
It's not the way you play games with my head.
It's not the way you disappear for a week with out a word to anyone.
I'll be happy to take the blame - It's not you, it's me.

It's not the way you talk to me as if I was a fucking idiot,
It's not the way you play games with my head.
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone.
I'll be happy to take the blame - It's not you, it's me...

by Sin City Sinners