Sometimes I wonder whoo s really to blame here


Yet every time the answer is never near


And every day is just the same as the last


Looking back now I wish I could change the past





Io ve been blaming them this whole time


Not ever thinking it was my own fault


But I know it was never truly just mine


To me it was like covering a wound with salt





Io m as much to blame as them


Looking back now I realize this is true


I was always just acting on a simple whim


Blinding me from what was due





But even then I will still blame them


With that same old whim


The one I have become so fond with


It was if I was going down the path of a sith