No One's Fault But My Own
I've got so much ambition and not enough courage
I thought as I sat on my bed
With my eyes on the prize I can't tell truth from lies
It's all just the same in my head
I've got nowhere to go and nobody to be
Guess it's all the same in the end
Another day at home too much time alone
And too much money to spend
Most days I just sit by the phone
Waiting for a call, waiting for someone to take me home
Most days I feel like you don't know me at all
But I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Yeah I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Staring up at the ceiling looking for meaning
Or something to believe
From a job, a man, or some master plan
That's two steps ahead of me
I can't shake the feeling of wanting to believe in
Something I can't see
If I just take a breath, learn some self-respect
I'll see it's right in front of me
Most days I just sit by the phone
Waiting for a call, waiting for someone to take me home
Most days I feel like you don't know me at all
But I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Yeah I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Most days I just sit by the phone
Waiting for a call, waiting for someone to take me home
Most days I feel like you don't know me at all
But I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Yeah I guess that's no one's fault but my own
I thought as I sat on my bed
With my eyes on the prize I can't tell truth from lies
It's all just the same in my head
I've got nowhere to go and nobody to be
Guess it's all the same in the end
Another day at home too much time alone
And too much money to spend
Most days I just sit by the phone
Waiting for a call, waiting for someone to take me home
Most days I feel like you don't know me at all
But I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Yeah I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Staring up at the ceiling looking for meaning
Or something to believe
From a job, a man, or some master plan
That's two steps ahead of me
I can't shake the feeling of wanting to believe in
Something I can't see
If I just take a breath, learn some self-respect
I'll see it's right in front of me
Most days I just sit by the phone
Waiting for a call, waiting for someone to take me home
Most days I feel like you don't know me at all
But I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Yeah I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Most days I just sit by the phone
Waiting for a call, waiting for someone to take me home
Most days I feel like you don't know me at all
But I guess that's no one's fault but my own
Yeah I guess that's no one's fault but my own
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Writer(s): Carly Walsh
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