Blame – Tiago Iorc – A Favorita (novela) – letras

I got your message on the foneIt seems I’m feeling all aloneAnd I’m the one to blame, wellAt least that’s according to what you sayBut I think you’re wrongWe we’re never meant to belongWhen you’ve got nothing to hold onYou blame it all on meYou need something to hold on, besides meIt felt like turning into stoneMade sure my feelings didn’t showHow could I be accused whenDeep inside you always knewThat you could be wrongThat I’d be long goneWhen you’ve got nothing to hold onyou blame it all on meYou need something to hold on, besides me