All the party did was depress me
My friends wear elastic in their jeans and
The Niagara Falls of sweat was drippin'
Me? Slippin’ out the back doors
He was chewing his jaw
I saw his mouth as a treadmill
And boast that he knows the best tune
I swear, I've seen this episode more than a few times
There's no remote for the TV
And I was blue, technicolour when I look to you
It’s just not true, I was blue
And I was blue
Technicolour when I look to you
It's just not true, I was blue
How can I be home and still want to go there?
It hurts to think of her, I still want to go there
The off licence sign reads "We're sold out of empathy"
For the pity party is underway
And I was blue, technicolour when I look to you
It's just not true, I was blue
And I was blue
Technicolour when I look to you
It's just not true, I was blue
It's all the same, bored out of my brain but nothing changes
Anywhere in a five pound taxi
What's new? Blue mute white faces
Anywhere in a five pound taxi
And I was blue, technicolour when I look to you
It's just not true, I was blue
And I was blue
Technicolour when I look to you
It’s just not true, I was blue
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