Blue
It's like bad milk on your night stand
Something awful that you can't let go to waste
An old soul you can't let go
Ten fingers wrapped around your throat
They say you get what you give
But I can't give shit
I'm stuck in this trench
Counting all my sins
You want what I'm not
Well here's what I've got
Another sad song
From my fucked up thoughts
(Argh, they never stop)
I can't make something pretty
When everybody's listening
I thought I wanted to
But everything around me's blue
It comes and goes so swiftly
Tells me no-one will miss me
I never know the truth
When everything around me is blue
(Ah yeah, I'm blue, yeah)
Get pushed in these ditches
Reopening stitches for days
Bet you all think I just throw
Salt in my wounds just for my own amusement, okay
(And I bet you will all leave when)
I can't make something pretty
When everybody's listening
I thought I wanted to
But everything around me's blue
It comes and goes so swiftly
Tells me no-one will miss me
I never know the truth
When everything around me is
So transactional, just a fraction of
What it was
So transactional, just a fraction of
What it was
And I'm fucking spent!
Oh
They say you get what you give
But that don't mean shit
'Cause selling my sins
Never made me rich
I can't make something pretty
When everybody's listening
I thought I fucking wanted to
But everything around me's blue
It comes and goes so swiftly
Tells me no-one will miss me
I never know the truth
When everything around me is blue
(Everything around me's blue)
Inside there's something missing
Can't say that life is pretty
When I lie with you
You know there's nothing I can do
And if tomorrow's empty
I know you'll be there to kiss me
Leave a mark or two
To show them all that I'm with you
Something awful that you can't let go to waste
An old soul you can't let go
Ten fingers wrapped around your throat
They say you get what you give
But I can't give shit
I'm stuck in this trench
Counting all my sins
You want what I'm not
Well here's what I've got
Another sad song
From my fucked up thoughts
(Argh, they never stop)
I can't make something pretty
When everybody's listening
I thought I wanted to
But everything around me's blue
It comes and goes so swiftly
Tells me no-one will miss me
I never know the truth
When everything around me is blue
(Ah yeah, I'm blue, yeah)
Get pushed in these ditches
Reopening stitches for days
Bet you all think I just throw
Salt in my wounds just for my own amusement, okay
(And I bet you will all leave when)
I can't make something pretty
When everybody's listening
I thought I wanted to
But everything around me's blue
It comes and goes so swiftly
Tells me no-one will miss me
I never know the truth
When everything around me is
So transactional, just a fraction of
What it was
So transactional, just a fraction of
What it was
And I'm fucking spent!
Oh
They say you get what you give
But that don't mean shit
'Cause selling my sins
Never made me rich
I can't make something pretty
When everybody's listening
I thought I fucking wanted to
But everything around me's blue
It comes and goes so swiftly
Tells me no-one will miss me
I never know the truth
When everything around me is blue
(Everything around me's blue)
Inside there's something missing
Can't say that life is pretty
When I lie with you
You know there's nothing I can do
And if tomorrow's empty
I know you'll be there to kiss me
Leave a mark or two
To show them all that I'm with you
Credits
Writer(s): David Vincent Williams, Joshua Benjamin Landry, Neil Bennetts
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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