• Don't point your finger at me
    It wasn't my fault
    You assumed it was because of me
    All because his suicide letter said
    "Dear Catrina..."

    It's not fair, it's not right
    I was the one trying to keep him alive
    Just because you're his mother
    Doesn't mean you can say those nasty words
    It wasn't my fault
    So, don't blame me

    He was only fourteen years old
    While I was only twelve
    Even though he asked for your forgiveness
    You still don't believe me
    Even though it wasn't my fault

    It wasn't my fault
    He pulled the trigger
    It wasn't my fault
    He hated his step-father
    Maybe it was all the beatings he received
    Or maybe you wanting a better son

    It wasn't my fault
    I was his shoulder to cry on
    His pain reliever when things got tough
    So, don't point your finger at me
    I've got all the proof I need
    So, where's yours?