It wasn't my fault
What can I do?
When it seems like everyone's after you.
How many times do I have to say that
I didn't bring the gun to school that day.
When would it end?
The pain inside
It was burning me up
I was dying till I
Confessed all my sins
Of what I had done
Now my "best friend" hates me.
What have I done?
Now I'm expelled for the bullying I did.
Cast away from the school that holds all my sin.
I know I am partly to blame
For my best friend getting shot
But I didn't bring a gun
I didn't shoot anyone.
So now I'm alone
Without anyone here
Expect the bottles of booze
That keeps me away
From what I have done
And who I have wronged
Being drunk is the only thing
Floating me along
If I could say one thing
To all of my "friends"
It would be I am sorry
For what I did
But that I didn't pull the trigger
All I did was incite
That Jimmy was the one
Who wronged Rick that night.
