CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Don’t Blame Me
There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman
Some kind of abstraction
I'm the dude who could lie with a straight face
With my suit and my tie and my hairspray
And every morning when I get up out of bed
I do a couple hundred crunch ups off of the staircase
Yesterday I spent all night wondering
What to do bout Paul's off-white colorin'
On his damn car with a watermark on it
Wonder how he looks with a saw knife cuttin' him
I'm about to go full-out Bateman (Bateman)
Keep call girl bodies in my basement (Basement)
Gettin' seats in the lobby through the door, see I
Get me the receipts and I copy the statement
All my dates have been stupid and confused
So every chick, I wanna hurt 'em with a tax
That's why I play Huey Lewis in the news
When I tie 'em to the chair and I murder with an ax
I'm obsessed with the way people view me
Got a mask on so you couldn't see through me
Do what I can so I get what I want
If I don't, then I go and I brandish my Uzi
All I really want in life's just a little bit of cash and a little bit of highness, power
On top of that I kinda really wanna crush all the skulls of the world's most spineless cowards
Nowadays all my plans at a standstill
Me and Evelyn, chillin' at the Catskills
There's really lots that I kinda hate about her but
She's my wife, that's a person that I can't kill
'Till I pulled out a shotty-lookin' hand drill
And dumped out a bloody body in a landfill
And next time I'm probly gettin' Paul Allen
What a goddamn waste of raw talent
Don't blame me, no
I'm not your friend
I'm not a savior
I have my ends
Whole plan on paper
And they will always justify all the means
Don't blame me, no
I am a god
It's in my nature, yeah
And I will conquer all
Take out the headphones
Come back with a little insanity
That's the only way to get my jokes
I ain't no crook, you don't understand me
What's more appeasing than a little bit of crazy
Little bit of darkness, tragic
That's how it sees real
Fear brings inside out like mystic magic
Speaking of magic, wanna see a trick?
Yo, I got a pencil, make it disappear with a smack
All gone, next is a brick
Move quick, moving undetected
Can't catch me with an army of detectives
Until I show up caught
Little do they know it's a part of my plot
I don't take pride hiding in the darkness of night
I don't take kindly to spite
Everywhere I go I get a little more strange
I'm tonight's entertainment, Hugo should take notes
I don't got a crime ring, got goons
Runnin' my city with gas fumes
Burn all the money, send in the message
I'm in control without a weapon
No one can stop me, no one can hold me
Nothing will drop me, nothing control me
Don't understand me? Don't got a family?
Don't got a blade with a bottle of Brandy?
If you wanna know how I got these thoughts
Then you'll never know the truth, mind be so gone, keeps falling
Gravity a lot like madness
Hope the duality will send 'em back tragic
Don't blame me, no
I'm not your friend
I'm not a savior
I have my ends
Whole plan on paper
And they will always justify all the means
Don't blame me, no
I am a god
It's in my nature, yeah
And I will conquer all
I mean, you don't really even know me though, uh, Tony
*Scoffs*
You don't
I'm- I'm- Maybe you do
Maybe- Maybe, you know, I don't-
We only talk on the phone, I don't understand what you mean
I'm not- I mean
It- It- It- It- It's just weird to hear you say that because
I don't even really know you
But wait, are you saying you- you don't think that I know you at all?
I mean, for you to say that I'm a great person, like a nice person, you know what I'm sayin'
Like, I don't, I mean
I- I don't know, I mean, I've only talked with you on the phone a few times, I don't-
Well, I mean, I guess you investigated me back then
What do you think I don't know?
Some kind of abstraction
I'm the dude who could lie with a straight face
With my suit and my tie and my hairspray
And every morning when I get up out of bed
I do a couple hundred crunch ups off of the staircase
Yesterday I spent all night wondering
What to do bout Paul's off-white colorin'
On his damn car with a watermark on it
Wonder how he looks with a saw knife cuttin' him
I'm about to go full-out Bateman (Bateman)
Keep call girl bodies in my basement (Basement)
Gettin' seats in the lobby through the door, see I
Get me the receipts and I copy the statement
All my dates have been stupid and confused
So every chick, I wanna hurt 'em with a tax
That's why I play Huey Lewis in the news
When I tie 'em to the chair and I murder with an ax
I'm obsessed with the way people view me
Got a mask on so you couldn't see through me
Do what I can so I get what I want
If I don't, then I go and I brandish my Uzi
All I really want in life's just a little bit of cash and a little bit of highness, power
On top of that I kinda really wanna crush all the skulls of the world's most spineless cowards
Nowadays all my plans at a standstill
Me and Evelyn, chillin' at the Catskills
There's really lots that I kinda hate about her but
She's my wife, that's a person that I can't kill
'Till I pulled out a shotty-lookin' hand drill
And dumped out a bloody body in a landfill
And next time I'm probly gettin' Paul Allen
What a goddamn waste of raw talent
Don't blame me, no
I'm not your friend
I'm not a savior
I have my ends
Whole plan on paper
And they will always justify all the means
Don't blame me, no
I am a god
It's in my nature, yeah
And I will conquer all
Take out the headphones
Come back with a little insanity
That's the only way to get my jokes
I ain't no crook, you don't understand me
What's more appeasing than a little bit of crazy
Little bit of darkness, tragic
That's how it sees real
Fear brings inside out like mystic magic
Speaking of magic, wanna see a trick?
Yo, I got a pencil, make it disappear with a smack
All gone, next is a brick
Move quick, moving undetected
Can't catch me with an army of detectives
Until I show up caught
Little do they know it's a part of my plot
I don't take pride hiding in the darkness of night
I don't take kindly to spite
Everywhere I go I get a little more strange
I'm tonight's entertainment, Hugo should take notes
I don't got a crime ring, got goons
Runnin' my city with gas fumes
Burn all the money, send in the message
I'm in control without a weapon
No one can stop me, no one can hold me
Nothing will drop me, nothing control me
Don't understand me? Don't got a family?
Don't got a blade with a bottle of Brandy?
If you wanna know how I got these thoughts
Then you'll never know the truth, mind be so gone, keeps falling
Gravity a lot like madness
Hope the duality will send 'em back tragic
Don't blame me, no
I'm not your friend
I'm not a savior
I have my ends
Whole plan on paper
And they will always justify all the means
Don't blame me, no
I am a god
It's in my nature, yeah
And I will conquer all
I mean, you don't really even know me though, uh, Tony
*Scoffs*
You don't
I'm- I'm- Maybe you do
Maybe- Maybe, you know, I don't-
We only talk on the phone, I don't understand what you mean
I'm not- I mean
It- It- It- It- It's just weird to hear you say that because
I don't even really know you
But wait, are you saying you- you don't think that I know you at all?
I mean, for you to say that I'm a great person, like a nice person, you know what I'm sayin'
Like, I don't, I mean
I- I don't know, I mean, I've only talked with you on the phone a few times, I don't-
Well, I mean, I guess you investigated me back then
What do you think I don't know?
