All Your Fault

Breakup song lyrics potentially

The die is cast, I have played my cards,

As I am left to pick up the broken shards,

The shards of my life that once was whole,

But now it is as broken as my soul,

And guess what? It’s all your fault.

(Chorus)

(Oh, how I loved you once? Oh how I would die for you once?    

And you used that feeling, b***h, you used that hard,

Rode me hard more ways than one and left me burning in the sun,

Because you verbally killed me with a real shotgun to the heart,

And for that, I can never let what has been done be done.)

And guess what b***h? It’s all your fault

You used me, played me like a stuffed animal,

Someone to cuddle with during the night, sure,

But by day, someone to mess up and ruin,

But I couldn’t break away, because of a certain allure,

I truly loved you (biggest mistake ever), I found you allurin’

And guess what? It’s your fault.

You flirted with me, and I did the same,

You played me for a chump, you made me so lame,

You left me hanging by a noose made of your words

And then you beheaded my life with your hateful sword,

And guess what? It’s your fault.

(Chorus)

(Oh, how I loved you once? Oh how I would die for you once?    

And you used that feeling, b***h, you used that hard,

Rode me hard more ways than one and left me burning in the sun,

Because you verbally killed me with a real shotgun to the heart,

And for that, I can never let what has been done be done.)

I tried to keep us alive, I played like this like a mother would,

Sacrificing herself for her children, losing herself for the kids,

And yes, you played the kids, I played a good mom,

You still turned out bad even though I tried everything I could,

And I got played like a con artist plays his prey,

And no matter what justification or blame you could say,

It’s always your fault.

(Chorus 2x)

(Oh, how I loved you once? Oh how I would die for you once?    

And you used that feeling, b***h, you used that hard,

Rode me hard more ways than one and left me burning in the sun,

Because you verbally killed me with a real shotgun to the heart,

And for that, I can never let what has been done be done.)

Goodbye, may we never again cross paths,

Because if we do, you’ll be cast,

Cast as a character of your true identity,

“The cruel b***h in the big city”.

And you will see the truth of your mistakes, the reality of your actions,

Because you’ll see that every action has an equal and opposite reaction,

And you’ll see you screwed with the wrong guy,

And you’ll come back, packing and coming back on the fly,

And I’ll ignore you, I won’t trust you no more,

And you’ll feel what you did to me even more,

And you’ll become a cynical wreck like me,

Doomed to live through their mistakes,

As long as it may possibly take,

Or maybe even for all of eternity,

And guess what? It’s all your fault.