Lyrics Blue - Boy Scouts

Blue

How many ways can I
Be rejected by you
Subconsciously I fall
Into the rabbits' hole
That’s it I’m blue
Truly I’m, feeling gooey I’m, not old or new
I’m in between, the landing
And departing view
The view
The view
The very first thought of you
The very first thought of you
What’s the point of making sense
When you got nothing left
Inside to prove
Nothing left to believe
A heart on a sleeve
Was my best move
My best move was pairing up with you
What did we do
Truly I’m
Still feeling gooey, I’m
Some shade of blue
Blue
Blue
The very first sight of you
The very first sight of you