I could show you a million things
But it wouldn't matter if you’re not here
And I could write you a billion songs
But it wouldn't matter if you're not listening

We always get in to your car but
We don’t know where we are going
We never make it very far
But we like the taste of running away

He is waiting for me
He says it doesn't matter
But I'm coming home
But when I'm laying with him
I know that I shouldn't go

Oh he, he's been wandering for a while
Wondering where he's gonna find me
He knows that I'm like a child
I am not that good at hiding, ooooh
It’s not your fault, but mine
It’s not your fault
It's not your fault, but mine

It’s not your fault, but mine
It is not your fault
I get really high, and then really low
And I don't know why
It's not your fault, but mine
It is not your fault
I get really high, and then really low
And I don't know why

He, he’s been wandering for a while
Wondering where he's gonna find me
He knows that I'm like a child
I am not that good at hiding, ooooh
It's not your fault, but mine
It's not your fault
It's not your fault, but mine (it's not your fault)
(It's not your fault, but mine)