Both Our Fault
Why do you blame me?
And why do you hit?
I've got a big bruise,
from where you last bit.
Whatever's our fault,
Soon ends up mine.
I'm giving it up now,
And acting all fine.
"Most of the time,
It's both our fault".
******** from you,
As acting adult.
"Yet at those times,
You cannot see".
Saying it's both our fault,
Has all came from ME!
I don't want to argue,
I don't want to fight.
But please do not hit me,
And please do not bite.
I love you dear baby,
But I need you to see.
It's both our fault,
Don't just pin this on me.
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