Culpable

I am to blame. Of course I always am.
I know the score; I do what I should not,
And take that fault on me. Who gives a damn?
I do not feel it leaves a single spot
Upon my soul, so blame me and have done.
Enjoy passing the buck right on to me,
But don't think I could be the only one:
The only one who's honest, though, maybe.
Leave me alone, once blame has been assigned;
Forget contrition: that is not on offer.
Be happy that I'm glad to be maligned,
But that is all that I will ever proffer.
Blame me, but do not think me worse than you:
I'm just the one who's clear just what I do.