There's something in the way the flames go down, go down
Every flicker fades into the blue of me, of me
Who's to blame but myself?
Who's to blame?

I would like to know what you figure out, figure out
And there's something in the way of the things you do, you do
I feel your warmth on my skin and know you
Who's to blame but myself?
Who's to blame?

Who's to blame but myself?
Who's to blame?

I would like to know what you figure out, figure out
And tell me how to know what you figure out, figure out 

Oh, la da da da
Oh, oh, la da da da