Billy sits in the driver driving both of you home, he seems to be in a bad mood as you both have a conversation. You're right we're stuck here.. He looks at you And who's fault is that? he's easily riled up at this stage, he knows who's fault it is. Hearing you reply yours quietly. What did you say? You reply Did you say it's my fault? You know who's fault it is. Say it. he says dragging it out his voice goes low. Say it.. Say it!