Too many quarrels so now we breakup Now there?s no chance to ever make up but when they ask me I?ll say it?s my fault. I?ll take the blame I?ll say I was wild when I should have been tame. I?ll say it?s my fault. I?ll give a good show. I?ll say I?m a needle that just wouldn?t sew. Everyone will be wondering, all our friends will inquire Which one did the blundering who put out the fire? So, I?ll say it?s my fault. I?ll say there?s no doubt then cry as I wonder why it didn?t work out Everyone will be wondering,... by: José Duarte [email protected]