Untitled

I want to blame you,
For every bad thing,
For all the fucking tears,
If they had told me this is life,
I would have told them to fuck off,
And let me skip to death,
There's only a number of joys,
My shitty life offers,
Music that lets me drain it all away,
I bet you didn't know it,
But I'm a sucker for love songs,
Any piece of shit with hope written in the lines,
Stories and movies,
They all make me think,
That maybe we're not fucked up,
Or maybe we are,
But it'll be okay either way,
It won't though,
And I want to blame you,
The person on the side lines,
Don't know you play a part,
But you play the most important part,
You'll just never guess.