Was it my fault you were therenAlways venting in your headnWas it my fault you were therenAlone and lying in your bed nnIt was my fault you were sadnAlone and sitting therenShould have been mine, should have leftnWondering what was nextnYou were supposed to be living largenInstead you weren't in chargenGotta hang on the rest of this nnGet outside, don't stand, go roamnStill your mind you ownnRealization comes to playnGotta make itnGet outside, don't stand, go roamnNow your name is knownnRealization comes to playnGotta make my way nnAnd now that one thing's always truenAll the dillusions you'll get throughnLetting go n