Blame Game Lyrics - John Legend

Whose fault? 

Let's play the blame game, I love you more 

Let's play the blame game for sure 

Let's call out names, names, I hate you more 

Let's call out names, names, for sure 

I'll call you bitch for short 

As a last resort and my first resort 

You call me motherfucker for long 

At the end of it, you know we both were wrong 

But I love to play the blame game, I love you more 

Let's play the blame game for sure 

Let's call out names, names, I hate you more 

Let's call out names, names, for sure 

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On a bathroom wall I wrote 

I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else 

I took a piss and dismiss it, like fuck it 

And I went and found somebody else 

Fuck arguing or harvesting the feelings 

Yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self 

Till about two am and I call back and I hang up 

And I start to blame myself, somebody help 

Let's play the blame game, I love you more 

Let's play the blame game for sure 

Let's call out names, names, I hate you more 

Let's call out names, names, for sure 

You weren't perfect but you made life worth it 

Stick around, some real feelings might surface 

Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom 

Gripping you up, fucking, and choking you 

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What the hell was I supposed to do? 

I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude 

And if you are, I hope you have a good time 

'Cause I definitely be having mine 

And you ain't fixin' to see a mogul get emotional 

Every time I hear about other nigga's stroking you 

Lie and say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you 

Running my name through the mud, who's provoking you? 

You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you 

Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control of you 

1 a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you 

I'm calling your brother's phone, like what was I supposed to do? 

Even though I knew he never told the truth 

He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to 

At a certain point I had to stop asking questions 

Y'all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers 

I heard he bought some coke with my money, that ain't right, girl 

You getting blackmailed for that white girl 

You always said Yeezy, I ain't your right, girl 

You'll probably find one of them "I like art" type girls 

All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl 

And I was satisfied being in love with a lie 

Now who to blame, you to blame, me to blame 

For the pain and it poured every time when it rained 

Let's play the blame game, I love you more 

Let's play the blame game for sure 

Things used to be, now they not 

Anything but us is who we are 

Disguising ourselves as secret lovers 

We've become public enemies 

We walk away like strangers in the street 

Gone for eternity, we erased one another 

So far from where we came with so much of everything 

How do we leave with nothing? 

Lack of visual empathy 

Equates the meaning of L-O-V-E 

Hatred and attitude tear us entirely 

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Let's play the blame game, I love you more 

Let's play the blame game for sure 

Let's call out names, names, I hate you more 

Let's call out names, names, for sure 

I can't love you this much, I can't love you this much 

I can't love you this much, I can't love you this much 

I can't love you this much, no, I can't love you this much 

I can't love you this much, I can't love you this much 

And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing 

And when the phone called it just rang and rang 

You ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me back 

And I heard the whole thing 

I heard the whole thing, whole thing, whole thing 

Oh, my God, baby, you done took this shit to the 'nother motherfucking level 

Now a neighborhood nigga like me 

Ain't supposed to be getting no pussy like this 

God damn, god damn 

Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga? Yeezy taught me 

You never used to talk dirty, but now you, you god damn disgusting 

My, my God, wh-wh-where'd you learn that? Yeezy taught me 

Look at you motherfucking butt-ass naked 

With them motherfucking Jimmy Choo's on 

Who thought you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choo's on? 

Yeezy taught me 

Yo, you took your pussy game up a whole 'nother level 

This is some Cirque Du Soleil pussy now, shit 

You done went all porno on a nigga, okay? 

And I, I, I, I love it, and I thank you 

I thank you, my dick thanks you 

How did you learn, how di- 

How did your pussy game come up? 

Yeezy taught me 

I was fucking parts of your pussy 

I never fucked before 

I was in there like, "Oh shit I never been here before 

I've never even seen this part of Pussy Town before" 

It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or some shit 

What the fuck happened? 

Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered? 

Yeezy re-upholstered my pussy 

You know what, I got to thank Yeezy 

And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him 

I'ma buy the album, I'ma download that motherfucker 

I'ma shoot a bootlegger, that's how good I feel about this nigga 

Oh, I still can't believe you got me this watch 

This motherfucker's the exact motherfucker I wanted 

With the bezel, this is the motherfucker I wanted 

I saw this shit, I saw it 

Twista had this shit on in The Source, I remember 

Twista had this motherfucker on in The Source 

That's right, that's right 

Yo, yo, babe, yo, yo, this is the best birthday ever 

Where you learn to treat a nigga like this? 

Yeezy taught me 

Yeezy taught you well 

Yeezy taught you well