who can i blame but myself,
everything i touch and everything i don’t
everything and everyone that leaves and never was,
who can i blame
I’ve never wanted anything but everyone,
how could i fall into myself again;
while they were right,
and i was too
who can i blame but myself
watching faces pass,
faces passed;
and it haunts me,
and new faces deceive me;
only more,
more,
far away
beauty