"Not To Blame" lyrics

"Not To Blame"

It's hard to watch you look away from me
Though I know I'm not to blame
The rivers thawed but you're still frozen
The words I write to you are still the same

Why do you always get to be the child?
We all want to play those foolish games
I've watched the time melt on by now
Dripping down on me again

I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
I didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
I didn't know it was just a game

I hate the way you always make me feel
Well I hate feeling at all
You act as if you got the best of me
But we both know you're acting small

Why do you always get to be the child?
Your mama brought you up that way
But I was raised to turn the other cheek
And now all I'm left with is my own shame

I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
I didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
I didn't know it was just a game

I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
I didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
I didn't know it was just a game


Writer(s): Joni Mitchell
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