I see the world in a different light, now Wearing a pair of lilac shades I'm running towards my bus Still waiting at the stop And with me knocking on the door The driver thinks it's time to leave. So I take a seat on the bench While I'm waiting Listening to music of a band I would like to join But they're from another town And maybe I think it's just too far away. ...And maybe I think That this is all your fault! I'm blaming you That my teardrops taste of salt I'm blaming you That the sun seems like a threat And what I want I'll never get And that I don't know what to do I'm just not ready, yet. While I'm dealing with it all: My thoughts and freezing hands A woman from nowhere is Reaching me something She's trying to convince me In her expensive mink That the Bible is the truth And soon there will be peace. ...But I can't believe That this is all your fault! I'm blaming you That my teardrops taste of salt I'm blaming you That the sun seems like a threat And what I want I'll never get And that I don't know what to do I'm just not ready, yet. Finally at work I remember my dream from last night My ribs are still hurting from the violent grip But I managed to get away from Whomever wanted me harmed But it took me all the energy I had saved up for today. And maybe I think That this is all your fault! I'm blaming you That my teardrops taste of salt I'm blaming you That the sun seems like a threat And what I want I'll never get And that I don't know what to do I'm just not ready, yet.