She’s got her mom’s eyes

No wonder she can’t see

She’s got close ties

No wonder she can’t breathe

She’s feeling like a bottle full of lies

Lies that she can believe

She’s got close ties

No wonder she can’t breathe

Lies that she can believe

La da, da da

Now I feel so blue

People tell her that happy means yellow

But she listens to Coldplay

And even though she may not be staying out late

Her nights hold just as much pay

Contradictory remarks from outside sources

Tell her what she needs

Or doesn’t

Who knows what the point is

Her nights hold just as much pay

La da, da da

Now I feel so blue

All she ever got out of school

Is that what’s taught is often not true

What’s common will make you a fool

She’s got a messed up mind

Because she actually thinks

She loves the blue in the sky, in her eyes

Blue might be a good thing

La da, da da

Now I feel so blue