Scream

I take a minute to tell you right
And you can say what you want
And turn around every night
Somehow you're always going off

Doesn't matter what I done
Or if I even crossed the line
You start to holler, going for blood

Throwing out the blame when you know it ain't my fault
Messing with my brain when you wanna see me fall
There may come a time when I don't bother you at all
It isn't my call, it isn't my call

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