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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Murray Pulver
Murray Pulver
Guitar
Chad Melchert
Chad Melchert
Drums
Travis Switzer
Travis Switzer
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Johnson
Adam Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bart McKay
Bart McKay
Producer
Trevor Case
Trevor Case
Mastering Engineer

Letra

You're all dolled up and out on the town The bars are closed you're not back around You're sneaking in in the AM How do you not know you smell like him I finally had enough and slammed that door I can't take it anymore I bet you blame it on, I bet you blame it on me I bet you're telling all of your friends that I cheat I bet you turn it around, telling everyone else how it's all my fault I bet you blame it on, I bet you blame it on me I bring it up, you throw a fit You grabbed my guitar, smashed it to bits You went to poison all my friends They already saw you out with him I finally had enough and slammed that door Can't take it anymore I bet you blame it on, I bet you blame it on me I bet you're telling all of your friends that I cheat I bet you turn it around, telling everyone else how it's all my fault I bet you blame it on I bet you blame it on me I bet you blame it on I bet you blame it on me Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa I bet you blame it on, I bet you blame it on me I bet you're telling all of your friends that I cheat I bet you turn it around, telling everyone else that it's all my fault I bet you blame it on, I bet you blame it on me Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa I bet you blame it on, I bet you blame it on me
Writer(s): Adam James Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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