You were born bluer than a butterflyBeautiful and so deprived of oxygenColder than your father's eyesHe never learned to sympathize with anyoneI don't blame youBut I can't change you
I try (I'm not what) to live in black and white, but I'm so blue (but I'm not what you need)I'd like (not what you need) to mean it when I say I'm over youBut that's still not true, trueAnd I'm still so blue (and it's not true)I'm true blue, true blueI'm true blue



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