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