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Saturday Song: “Where’s the Fun?”

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I was thinking this morning about how angry people in relationships sometimes get at each other when they break up. It’s often an all-consuming rage. Yet years later, they usually look back with an attitude of, “Whew! I dodged a bullet there.”

I’ve been noticing in my own life how attached I am to blame. It doesn’t matter if I’m blaming someone else or myself – it has to be someone’s fault.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a relationship, why my house hasn’t sold, or politics – I feel deeply uncomfortable if it’s not either my own or someone else’s fault. With this song, I tried to play around a little with the deep discomfort I feel when I think that, in the words of Howard Jones, “No one is to blame.”

—–
I wanna bang on a drum
I’m angry here
The message clear to see
I wanna look in your eyes
And know it’s true
Blame it all on you, not me

But I guess I know that it’s all a show
‘Cause where’s the fun if I blame no one?

You left me flat on my back
You broke my heart
It fell apart right here
But thank God all that is through
I feel I’m saved
From a lifetime spent with you

But I guess I know that it’s all a show
‘Cause where’s the fun if I blame no one?

Is it your fault?
Is it my fault?
Who really cares?

I guess it came out wrong
I messed it up
And now you’re mad as hell
I guess I could spend all day
Just feeling guilt
Just sit and wilt, as well

But I guess I know that it’s all a show
‘Cause where’s the fun if I blame no one?
—–

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