A Culpa é Dela
Renno
It's Her Fault
You don't know how it is
To wake up and drink missing someone
Or get drunk to endure
The pain of knowing she's not coming
And the worst part is it's my fault
I ended up losing the love of my life
And now I need alcohol
To heal this wound inside
If I die from drinking
If I give up my horse and saddle
It's her fault
It's her fault
If I sell my sound system, my car
To drink cold beer
It's her fault
It's her fault
If the cowboy falls apart
It will be because of her
