Music: Grace Enger/Britten Newbill
I don't know how to hate you
I don't know how to try
I don't know how to blame you
So I make the blame all mine
The conversations in these walls
They only have one side I know
And all of them make you special
All of them make you kind
Wish that I could see you as the bad guy
When the tears are blurring up in my eyes
All the rest of us
Always comes back up
When I think of ya
It's the good stuff
It's the good stuff
Maybe I was a taxi driving with the bright light on
Big brown eyes that would invite you in to do me wrong
I wish I couldn't see your flesh and bones
Wish I never saw your family home
'Cause all of it makes you human
And that only makes it worse
It's the only way I fall asleep
Pretending you were always good for me
All the rest of us
Always comes back up
When I think of ya
It's the good stuff
It's the good stuff
(Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm, woah-ohh-ohh-ohh)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm)
I don't know how to hate you
I don't know how to try
I don't know how to blame you
So I guess the blame's all mine