作曲：Peter Svensson、Nina Persson、Nathan Larson
Don't blame your daughter,
that's just sentimental
don't blame your mum,
for all that you've done wrong
your daddy's not guilty,
you came out a little faulty
and the factory closed,
so you can't hold them liable
You come from an island,
your cutting diamonds, with a rubber knife
your autograph's worthless,
so dont send me letters and dont mail me cash,
cause your money is no good,
what's left in your mattress,
is holes and lack of love left
some hair from a horse,
but none of it is yours, man
You come from an island,
you're cutting diamonds
with a rubber knife
And the song you sing today
wasn't always in your head,
the words you tryin' to say
are the ones you should've said
they're glistenin' like diamonds,
go out and find' em
but don't blame your daughter
Read me your tombstone,
tell me you're sorry, fax me your will,
you owe me something still
Blood is like water
the bath that you poured me
has drained and it's gone,
don't blame it on your son
And the song you sing today
wasn't always in your head,
the words you're tryin' to say
are the ones you shouldn've said
they're glistening like diamonds,
go out and find'em
The world is full of diamonds
go out and find'em
but don't blame your daughter
