We're All Guilty

They teach us well We learn so much from the mistakes I've burned myself And keep returning to the flames These blisters? All natural My tattoos There's some things I'll never quite get I hate this town Everyone here can go to hell We fake our health And postulate about the fall These bruises? All natural My tattoos It's my fault And I choose to blame you For hanging me to dry out On a line of my disgrace And letting bleed The innocence that I no longer hold Steadily repeating in the nature of your ways It's all my fault And you don't know what two and two is They teach us well I've learned so much from my mistakes These bruises on my soul Like branches scattered on the floor These blisters? All natural My tattoos It's my fault And I choose to blame you For hanging me to dry out On a line of my disgrace And letting bleed The innocence that I no longer hold Steadily repeating in the nature of your ways It's all my fault And you don't know what two and two is