Blame me

Blame me.
Go ahead, do it.
Blame me.
It's my fault anyway.

It's always been my
Fault. All these
Stupid mistakes
That I never learn

From and I just keep
Repeating
Repeating
Repeating

Like a fucking
Broken record. Just
Like me, broken
Wide open.

My heart spills out
Of my chest and you
Hold on to it
Like it's yours.

You try to heal me,
But
You should know
I'm not the type

To be healed. I'm
The type that should
Be blamed for everything
Because it is

My fault that you
Cannot save me.
I could never
Go back and stop

Being this sickly girl
I've become. I'd
Rather drown than
Have you die

Trying to save me
Because I know
I can't be
Saved.

You should just give
Up and go home
But you're not that
Type. All you want

To do is help me. I
Need you to know
I have nothing left.
Nothing left

For you to save. All
I have is who I've
Become. I've excepted
My fate and you

Just keep denying
My destiny when
You cannot control
It.

So, I'm begging you,
Blame me for
Everything and then
Walk away.

I don't want you to
Live this way. To
Hurt the way I know
You do hurts me.

It kills me, but
You are only trying
To be there for me
Though you bleed.

You do it for me, but
I'm just not able to
Get better. I'm just
Going to keep getting

Worse, especially
When I have to see
You this way and know

It's my fault. You're
Just too forgiving to
Notice that I will
Never be who you

Think I am. I am
An ugly girl
With a pretty face.
Nothing more.

I could never be
Anything else. All I
Ask of you is to
Blame me and

Walk away. I will
Consume you.
I don't know how
To make myself stop.

I don't want to be
A bad person. I want
To do the right thing.
I just can't.

I know that staying
Will be your demise.
I just cannot leave.
It's too late.

Blame me.
Walk away.
Get over it.
I will never be

The girl you need.
I am empty. Tell
Everyone that I am
A crazy bitch.

I mean, I am.
You wouldn't be
Lying. You need to
Know I am

Too far gone. It
Really isn't your
Fault whatsoever.
It's mine.

Since it is, in
Fact, my fault,
You should not have
Any guilt

For blaming me.
Please, just do it
Already and leave
Me before I destroy

Your heart and your
Soul. I want you to
Be happy again. I hate
To see you so

Frustrated. It hurts
Me far more than
Just living as
Myself.

Blame me then
Get away from me
Before I hurt you.
I know I will.