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I took the car keys and drove off into the night Headed out for Vacaville and cut back on 505 Pushed the Fury III as fast as that bitch could fly Bob Dylan's on AM radio keeping me alive It wasn't my fault the television is broken it wasn't my fault cosmopolitan has spoken I dyed my hair black but I know it's only pretend I'm not that stupid yeah I rode it out until the end It wasn't my fault no it wasn't my fault No it wasn't no it wasn't It wasn't my fault no it wasn't my fault Back in college I used to write songs in my classes I'd sit way in the back and wear my Ray Ban glasses Little itty bitty stories about pain and misery and misfortune I need some good material Letras de cancionesfor our next album I liked Madonna back when she was singing Borderline I'd like to think that if she knew me she would be a friend of mine I saw an interview with Tom and he looked so weak and thin Like Vincent Van Gough before he went and cut off his ear It wasn't my fault no it wasn't my fault I just want my albums back I never really loved you I just want my albums back I never really loved you I just needed some lyrics to a song I washed the car but the soap's still on my hands I can't believe his girlfriend still smokes the same brand She used to tell me she could die for a piece of gum to chew Like a bird on a telephone wire I'm still talking to you From Letras Mania