Furniture - Song for a Doberman

I woke up in someone else's bed
To face the jury of my peers
Broken bottles inside my head
It's been the same for years
But i don't understand the charge
And i'm damned if i'm going to plead
Why does everybody have to put the blame on me?

Am i expected to be sincere?
Am i expected to cry?
Well i just want to pose till the bars all close
Then crawl away and die
Am i to blamе if someone stands in my road?
I'll crash my life if i plеase
Why would anybody want to put the blame on me?

Squeeze my body till my backbone cracks
Squeeze your heart into a paper cup
Squeeze out every drop you have
And i'll drink it until i throw up

Now i was in a foreign land
Trying to make a call to you
And i wanted to say "hey jack, why don't you take me back?"
But i couldn't get through
It's just when the crowd are somewhere else
You're the only thing i see
Why does everybody have to put the blame on me?
Ooh baby, please, please don't put the blame on me