The Color Blue lyrics

A wretched feeling The color blue A distant thought of me and you Avoid my bed Skip some meals I do it all to stop the feels I'm not feeling like myself I'm not dealing with it well I play a role I play a game With thoughts of dying, guilt, and shame A funny joke To cope with grief Deliver it with irony I'm not feeling like myself I'm not dealing with it well I'm not feeling like myself I'm not dealing with it well (Dealing with it well) All the things I used to love Don’t really feel the same I try to talk to God While I hope he’s listening I don’t know how you do it How you move on just like that While I'm right here Where you left me I'm not feeling like myself I'm not dealing with it well I'm not feeling like myself I'm not dealing with it well