is it my fault?

Throw me out, It’s like you’re throwing nothing away
And they be asking me so much when I have nothing to say
And I get mad everybody else when I am to blame
When I’m the one who got fed up and I’m the one who ran away
Maybe It’s too late to throw a flag on the play
I’m guessing maybe it’s too late for me to live another day
I’m guessing maybe it’s too late for me to take back what I say
I’m guessing maybe that the time has come for me to rot away

Need to clear all the blur that’s in my head
Yeah I know the truth is you don’t really care at all
And sometimes I wish I was dead
Aim this gun at my head think that I might end it all
Need to clear all the blur that’s in my head
Yeah I know the truth is you don’t really care at all
And sometimes I wish I was dead
Aim this gun at my head
Think that I might end it all

I still find trouble when it all seems right
And I can’t find love never in this life it’s like
It’s not meant for me at all
And nothing ever realigns with what my heart desires
I can’t breathe, oh I
Wonder what it’s like for me to confide
Wonder what it’s like for me to coincide
Wonder what it’s like to live the ideal life

Need to clear all the blur that’s in my head
Yeah I know the truth is you don’t really care at all
And sometimes I wish I was dead
Aim this gun at my head think that I might end it all
Need to clear all the blur that’s in my head
Yeah I know the truth is you don’t really care at all
And sometimes I wish I was dead
Aim this gun at my head
Think that I might end it all