Under The Talking

Why must it always end this way?
Where have you been?
Why have I always known this would come crashing in?
Here we are still alone, the feeling inside.
If we believe this is fate, does it mean we never tried?
Cause I wanna know... I wanna know,
who is to blame for your sins when you're not innocent?
It's a shame.
Under the talking, everybody knows, but were too ashamed.
We turn our heads from each other.
We both know we'll never change.
Cause I wanna know... says I wanna know,
who is to blame for your sins when you're not innocent?
It's a shame.
Who is to blame?
Where have you been?
Why have I always known this would come crashing in?
Cause I wanna know... says I wanna know,
who is to blame for your sins when you're not innocent?
It's a shame.