I could be a martyr, let down my guard

Then you could break my heart when you wanted to

I could cut the cord and just disappear

Or we could stick it out like we’re supposed to do

Wait, is that a code from California lighting up the phone?

Being lonely is overrated

Pleasure we impersonate

Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey

Blame it on a point of view

Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey

Look at who you’re talking to

Clomipramine and the psychic scene

Ah babe you’re out of touch when you want to be

The moon and the stars helped you pick your car

But the markings on your palm have a problem with me

Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey

Blame it on a point of view

Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey

Look at who you’re talking to

There’s no copyright

To claiming second sight

Left the hotel pool

Dripping water through the vestibule

Being lonely out on the coast’s the same as London on your own

Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey

Blame it on a point of view

Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey

Look at who you’re talking to

There’s no copyright

To claiming second sight