I try
To live in black and white but I’m so blue
I’d like
To mean it when I say I’m over you
But that’s still not true
And I’m still so blue
I thought we were the same
Birds of a feather
Now I’m ashamed
I told you a lie, désolé, mon amour
I’m trying my best
Don’t know what’s in store
Open up the door
In the back of my mind
I’m still overseas
A bird in a cage
Thought you were made for me
I try
To live in black and white but I’m so blue (but I’m not what you need)
I’d like (I’m not what you need)
To mean it when I say I’m over you (I know)
But that’s still not true, true
And I’m still so blue (That’s not you)
I’m true blue, true blue
I’m true blue
You were born bluer than a butterfly
Beautiful and so deprived
Of oxygen
Colder than your father’s eyes
He never learned to sympathize
With anyone
I don’t blame you
But I can’t change you
Don’t hate you (Don’t hate)
But we can’t save you (Can’t save)
You were born reaching for your mother’s hands
Victim of your father’s plans to rule the world
Too afraid to step outside
Paranoid and petrified of what you’ve heard
But they could say the same ’bout me
I sleep ’bout three hours each night
Means only twenty-one a week now, now
And I could say the same ’bout you
Born blameless
Grew up famous
Too
Just a baby born blue now, now
I don’t blame you
But I can’t change you
Don’t hate you
But we can’t save you
But when can I hear the next one?
