I lit your face with a match to seenIf you were looking right at menBut it burned outnnIt's darker now than it was beforenAnd holding hands is such a borenI want you, to want me to want your bodynI want your bodynnGave a piece of myself for younFor all the things that I put you throughnAnd I'm sorrynnA pretty girl should never crynI rip the tears right from your eyesnAnd it got me to get you to get me goingnYou got me goingnYou got me goingnnI have you to blamenI'll never be the samenI have you to blamenAnd I have you to blamenAnd I'll never be the samenI have you to blamennTake me, take me, take me, take me nTake me downtownnIf you got it figured outnTake me, take me, take me, take me nTake me downtownnnTake me, take me, take me, take me nTake me downtownnIf you got it figured outnTake me, take me, take me, take me nTake me downtownnnIf you got it figured outnIf you got it figured outnnAnd I have you to blamenI'll never be the samenI have you to blamenAnd I have you to blamenAnd I'll never be the samenI have you to blame