The Almost Lyrics

Southern Weather

If my faults are your song,
Then I will not be content to sing along.
If I'm the one that's making you so out of touch,
Then why don't you just go ahead and,
Why don't you just go ahead and...

Blame it on this southern weather.
Blame it on anything.
It's not like you to ask small favors.
You can blame me for everything.

If I'm the cause of all your sickness and pain,
Then I'll bury my face in the all of dirty shame.
If this is just what's getting you so out of touch,
Then why don't you just go ahead and,
Why don't you just go ahead and... (go ahead and...)

Blame it on this southern weather.
Blame it on anything.
It's not like you to ask small favors.
You can blame me for everything.

This is my last plan to,
Bury all of your charms.
This is my final rush,
To reach for you.

Blame it on this southern weather.
Blame it on anything.
It's not like you to ask small favors.
You can blame me for everything.
(You can blame me for everything.)

Blame it on this southern weather.
Blame it on anything.
It's not like you to ask small favors.
You can blame me for everything.
You can blame me, blame me. [x2]

'Lyrics provided by Whole Punk Genre'