Nobodys Fault but My Own — текст песни (Beck)

Treated you like a rusty blade

A throwaway from an open grave

Cut you loose from a chain gang

And let you go



And on the day, you said its true

Some love holds, some gets used

Tried to tell you I never knew

It could be so sweet



Who could ever be so cruel

Blame the devil for the things you do

Its such a selfish way to lose

The way you lose these wasted blues, these wasted blues



Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own

Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own



Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own

Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own



When the moon is a counterfeit

Better find the one that fits

Better find the one that lights

The way for you



When the road is full of nails

Garbage pails and darkened jails

And their tongues are full of heartless tales

That drain on you



Who would ever notice you

You fade into a shaded room

Its such a selfish way to lose

The way you lose these wasted blues, these wasted blues



Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own

Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own



Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own

Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own



Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own

Tell me that its nobodys fault

Nobodys fault, but my own