Gotta Blame Me

Never thought I would be Be the one scattered here, all alone Got my shoes, got my bag Got my make-up Got my rag All my head, my head is a mess I'd rather be ugly Than standing here Long leaving Plus waiting for you And your promises that you never couldn't keep it Let me compose myself I got carried away You're not the blame It's me, it's me, it's me Baby, it's me It's me, it's me I open my heart I open my heart to you Gotta blame me Gotta blame me Let me compose myself Got to compose myself Nobody's to blame Nobody's to blame Gotta blame me, me It's me, it's me And nobody put a gun to my head And told me to fall in love with you Me, it's me Nobody put a gun to my head And told me to fall in love with you It's me, it's me Nobody put a gun to my head And told me to fall in love with you Gotta blame me Gotta blame me Nobody told me Love, don't love nobody