Chords with lyrics
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Am F C G
Am F
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
C G
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
Am F
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
C G
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty eight years old
Am F
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight
C G
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
Am F
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
C G
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Am
Everything is blue
F
His pills, his hands, his jeans
C
And now I'm covered in the colors
G
Pull apart at the seams
Am F
It makes me blue
C G
It makes me blue
Am
Everything is grey
F
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
C
And now he's so devoid of color
G
He don't know what it means
Am F
It makes me blue
C G
It makes me blue
Am F
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
C G
And I've only felt religion when I lay with you
Am F
Said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too
C G
I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you
Am F
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight
C G
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
Am F
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
C G
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Am
Everything is blue
F
His pills, his hands, his jeans
C
And now I'm covered in the colors
G
Pull apart at the seams
Am F
It makes me blue
C G
It makes me blue
Am
Everything is grey
F
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
C
And now he's so devoid of color
G
He don't know what it means
Am F
It makes me blue
C G
It makes me blue
Am F
Everything is blue
C G
Everything is blue
Am F
Everything is blue
C G
Everything is blue
(spoken)
Am
You were red and you liked me because I was blue
F
You touched me and suddenly I turned into a lilac sky
C
Then you decided purple
G
Just wasn't for you
Am
Everything is blue
F
His pills, his hands, his jeans
C
And now I'm covered in the colors
G
Pull apart at the seams
Am F
It makes me blue
C G
It makes me blue
Am
Everything is grey
F
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
C
And now he's so devoid of color
G
He don't know what it means
Am F
It makes me blue
C G
