I could show you a million things
But it wouldn't matter if you're not here
And I could write you a billion songs
But it wouldn't matter if you're not listening
We always get into your car, but
We don't know where we are going
We never make it very far
But we like the taste of runnin' away
He is waitin' for me
He says it doesn't matter when I'm comin' home
But when I'm layin' with him
I know that I shouldn't go
Oh, he, he's been wanderin' for a while
Wonderin' where he's gonna find me
He knows that I am like a child
I am not that good at hidin', oh, ooh
It's not your fault, but mine
It's not your fault
It's not your fault, but mine
It's not your fault, but mine
It's not your fault
I get really high then really low
And I don't know why
It's not your fault, but mine
It's not your fault
I get really high then really low
And I don't know why
He, he's been wandering for a while
Wonderin' where he's gonna find me
He knows that I am like a child
I am not that good at hidin', oh, ooh
It's not your fault, but mine
It's not your fault
It's not your fault (It's not your fault), but mine
(It's not your fault)
(Ooh, but mine)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
