I'm To Blame
KIP MOORE · Wild Ones 2015 · Track 09 of 16
Written by Justin Weaver, Kip Moore, Westin Davis
If it ain't broke, you can bet that I'm gonna break it If there's a wrong road, I'm damn sure gonna take it Where there's smoke, my pocket lighter sparked the fire Where there's blue lights, just read me my rights
No, they don't make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain't gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger I know where to aim, hell, I'm to blame
Where there's a love, I tell ya, girl, I love to hate it Where there's a do not touch, my finger print done stained it Where there's a train wreck, sit on back and watch me crash Where there's a what, you say, damn right I said it
No, they don't make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain't gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger I know where to aim, hell, I'm to blame
For breaking your heart, taking this living a little too hard Drinking too much and playing too loud, where there's a scar I carved it out
No, they don't make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain't gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger I know where to aim, hell, I'm to blame
I know where to aim, hell, I'm to blame