You can blame the Blackout For why you didn't call There's no saints in the metro Taking down a New York doll And leaving me in the summer A renegade girl in a mess Lighter fluid and thunder Tell me what little diva's next What if I'm a goddess Turn out to be everything that you wanted Would you regret the day you turned your back on it To just walk away Oh you just walked away Sing these little praises You burn my turning clock And you should know better at your age Your funeral bells goin' off And leaving me in the summer A renegade girl in a mess I dreamed we hit the big-time Tell me what little lies are next Just walked away John sings Lucky Boy I wish I was one Hey Such a lucky boy I needed you that day