كلمات My Own Worst Enemy

I could blame Jesus, I could blame momma I could blame Brahma for all the bull that’s in my head I could blame Seagram’s for all the whiskey And for the tipsy that’s still here on my breath And ain’t that why you left I’m all alone, tongue tied, and twisted Since I said it ain’t you, it’s me And girl you cried, but I insisted That what could be would never be But I was wrong, what’s wrong with me I’m my own worst enemy I blame midnight for bad decisions And blurry vision for what I didn’t see I could blame forever even though I didn’t get it I could blame the love even though I up and left it I could blame goodbye even though I said it And maybe that’s just me That’s why you had to leave I’m all alone, tongue tied, and twisted Since I said it ain’t you, it’s me And girl you cried, but I insisted That what could be would never be But I was wrong, what’s wrong with me I’m my own worst enemy I’m all alone, tongue tied, and twisted Since I said it ain’t you, it’s me And girl you cried, but I insisted That what could be would never be But I was wrong, what’s wrong with me Now you’re gone and any fool can see I’m my own worst enemy My own worst enemy