Definitely your Fault

Crop me off from every picture
Cut my face, and throw it away.
When you meet me by an accident, try to pretend we once knew.
Greet and turn your face, because I might cut yours too.

Remember, this time, it is not my fault at all. It is your fault, and the reason why I just stare at the wall.

Erase me from every capture. Burn my eyes, run and hide.
When I seek someone, and find your eyes from the crowd,
Close them real tight, because I might light my fire.

You were the one who started. It is definitely not my fault, if you feel like erasing the years.
It is definitely your fault, if you made them so painful.