You don`t have the answers but you`re always blaming me.
It only lies in your behalf in animosity.
You decide it`s up to you, make it what you`ll be.
After all you seem to be it makes no sense to me.
Don`t point your finger at me
It`s all your odyssey.
It`s such a foolish game so quick to point the blame
And now tables have turned.
