Does anybody know what we are looking for digging in the dirt?
We don’t have to do this
'Cause we know exactly where our truth is buried, somewhere underneath the hurt
How’d we even lose it?

Why are we so far off base?
What is it we’re even trying to chase?

Sometimes my love is damaged goods
It leaves you in my wake
Don’t always do the things I should
Don’t learn from my mistakes
No wonder my heart breaks
You own too much real estate
Blame

Does anyone just say the thing they’re thinking ‘cause they know that if they don’t
They’ll explode into a million little pieces?
So small you can’t even see ‘em, say you’ll fix ‘em, but you won’t
Why’d you even do that?

How did we get so off-base?
What is it we’re even trying to save?

Sometimes my love is damaged goods
It leaves you in my wake
Don’t always do the things I should
Don’t learn from my mistakes
No wonder my heart breaks
You own too much real estate
Blame, blame, blame, blame

Sometimes my love is damaged goods
It leaves you in my wake
Don’t always do the things I should
Don’t learn from my mistakes
No wonder my heart breaks
You own too much real estate
I got too much on my plate
But there’s always room for you
Blame