[Intro]
Mm, mm, mm

[Chorus]

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 (Blue)
And I’m still so blue, oh

[Verse 01]

I thought we were the same
Birds of a feather, now I’m ashamed
I told you a lie, désolé, mon amour
I’m tryin’ my best, don’t know what’s in store
Open up the door (Blue)
In the back of my mind, I’m still overseas
A bird in a cage, thought you were made for me

[Chorus]

I try (I’m not what) to live in black and white, but I’m so blue (But I’m not what you need)
I’d like (Not what you need) to mean it when I say I’m over you
But that’s still not true, true
And I’m still so blue (And it’s not truе)
True blue, true bluе
I’m true blue

[Outro]
(Blue) Mm, mm, mm

[Intro]
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah

[Verse 02]

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

[Chorus]

I don’t blame you
But I can’t change you
Don’t hate you (Don’t hate you)
But we can’t save you (But we can’t save you)

[Bridge]

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

[Chorus]

I don’t blame you (I don’t blame you)
But I can’t change you
Don’t hate you
But we can’t save you (We can’t save you)

[Bridge]

(But they could say the same ’bout me)
(I sleep ’bout three hours each night)
(Means only twenty-one a week now)
(But they could say the same ’bout me)

(I sleep ’bout three hours each night)
(Means only twenty-one a week now)
(But they could say the same ’bout me)
(I sleep ’bout three hours each night)

(Means only twenty-one a week now)
(But they could say the same ’bout me)
(I sleep ’bout three hours each night)
(Means only twenty-one a week now)

Ooh-ooh
It’s over now
It’s over now
It’s over now
(Ah-ah-ah, ahh)

[Outro]
But when can I hear the next one?

[Verse 03]

You were born reachin’ 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

[Outro]
But when can I hear the next one?