Blue کے بول

The air was blue and so were you. Lips were cherry red and smoke hung down your neck. And I said to myself as you sang other people's lines. I could be the worst thing for you. I was there for the taking. And you don't hold up your end of the bargain. Only the weight of the world on your bare shoulders. And raised eyebrows and lowered guards never meant much for you. I was there for the taking. What goes on behind closed doors no one needs to know. So this will never pass your lips. Tell me in one breath everything that I should hear from you. And you don't hold up your end of the bargain. Only the weight of the world on your bare shoulders. And raised voices and lowered expectations never meant much to you. I was there for the taking.