it´s amazing, when i think that everything we had,
is disappearing, i never thought freedom could be so bad.
were you thinking, of the future still ahead,
and are you thinking, of everything you said.
and it seems i´m all right, every time we talk about it.
i´m holding out inside, you really think it´s right, (it´s not my fault).
how could this go wrong, when everything sat perfect in its place.
and how could this end up, another dream that´s fallen on its face.
what could i have done, what can be done to change your mind.
and is it worth trying, or is it just a waste of time.
you can´t be right, cause it´s taken us so long to find this out,
when it´s never been my fault, it´s not my fault,
it´s not my fault, when it´s going down the drain, its not my fault.
if i give up now i know its all my fault.