Lyrics

It was a bright red Saturday and the sun bled down upon us
The cars still ran the same, like nothing at all's different,
But you.

No one seemed to look my way-they pretended to know nothing
But they all thought I was to blame,
That it's my fault that the one thing that I had, the only thing I needed, is gone.

So why do I feel
Like it's my fault that you're gone?

Sun fades behind a foggy gray, people whispered in their houses
Just another thing to say, and if it's just gossip,

Then why do I feel
Like it's my fault that you're gone?