Lyrics I Hate The Blues - The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster

I Hate The Blues

The flowers in the window are getting old
And as the time passes by the wind blows
It was a pleasant time we (hanged in every mall)
I hate the blues, baby, I hate the blues
She is such a pretty picture!
He just wanted to admire!
I won’t tell you a lie, until I have what’s mine
And now you can’t give up, 'cos once it’s started
It’s time to pay your dues, 'cos once your down you lose
And I cannot take these navy blues anymore
She is such a pretty picture!
He just wanted to admire!
Her, yeah, she looks so good
Her hair, she looks so good
I don’t want your sympathy
If I can’t help don’t run to me
The time will come when I will pay
Cos once it’s started
The hour has come to make a stand
And I will never be your man
I never wanted you
Couldn’t you ever lose her
And I cannot take these navy blues anymore