I'm to Blame - Kip Moore

If it ain’t broke, you can bet that I’m gonna break it

If there’s a wrong road, I’m damn sure gonna take it

Where there’s smoke, my pocket lighter sparked the fire

Where there’s blue lights, just read me my rights

No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see

I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change

So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame

Where there’s a love, I tell ya, girl, I love to hate it

Where there’s a do not touch, my finger print done stained it

Where there’s a train wreck, sit on back and watch me crash

Where there’s a what, you say, damn right I said it

No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see

I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change

So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame

For breaking your heart, taking this living a little too hard

Drinking too much and playing too loud, where there’s a scar I carved it out

No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see

I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change

So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame