Blame, blame, blame it all
Blame it on me
Can you speak to my broken heart
It don't seem to understand
Coldest faces want romance
How I'm not on your demands
Speak to my broken heart
Loves a drug I can't pretend
Heartbreak goddess you're a ten
Guess I won't see you again
And you say
Two months, Three days you've wasted on me
But baby
I'll move on, I'll be great, but you know it wasn't easy
Cause you want 6 feet, cool jeans, new shade, blue eyes
I know baby
Black card, rich dad with two wives
Penthouse apartment baby
Big talk, no job, are you crazy
And it's cool that u like him
But it'd be nice if he could count till ten
And he comes to pick you up before your school ends
Skip college smoking on his daddy's new Benz
I got my old man's Hyundai babe
But I guess hatchbacks ain't okay
Cause you want 6 feet, cool jeans, new shade, blue eyes
I know baby
Black card, rich dad with two wives
Penthouse apartment baby
Big talk, no job, are you crazy
And it's cool that you like him
Cool that you like him
You want 6 feet, cool jeans, new shade, blue eyes
I know baby
Black card, rich dad with two wives
Penthouse apartment baby
Big talk, no job, are you crazy
And it's cool that you like him
But it'd be nice if he could count till ten