Why am I in this body?
I hate it here
Did you really want me?
Or was it because I was always ready
For you
Do I think about it all too much?
Guess it can't be helped
Feeling it all when I'm with you
Until I have to deal with it on my own
On my own
What to do
When what's true
Makes you blue
Makes you blue
Makes you blue
Makes you blue
Makes you blue
Makes you blue