From the recording Westbound & Down
Written by Jed Mottley.
Produced by John Lousteau.
Recorded and Mixed at Studio 606 (Northridge, CA)
Mastered at The Cutting Room (NYC)
Lyrics
I'm To Blame
VERSE 1:
17 years and an empty bottle,
Full of all my sins.
I used to sell my soul away,
At a bar called Mickie Finnz.
The years went by, all the shots they'd buy,
Just about drove me insane.
You'd never think on that little street,
So much glamorized cocaine.
CHORUS:
If I sold my soul,
Would they still judge me?
And if I go make gold,
Could they ever forgive me ?
Cuz' I'm the one to blame.
VERSE 2:
Six days a week, we call it,
A labor of love.
Sometimes we work, sometimes I weep about,
The songs left unsung.
I can't forget when things went dark, Broken tabs and broken hearts.
You'd never think we'd wanna relive,
But with time, we'll all forgive.
CHORUS:
If I sold my soul,
Would they still judge me?
And if I go make gold,
Could they ever forgive me ?
If I sold my soul,
Would they still judge me?
And if I go make gold,
Could they ever forgive me ?
Cuz' I'm the one.
Yeah I'm the one.
I'm the one, I'm the one to blame.