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The Color Blue
When I fall out of love with my soul mate
Put me six feet under, somewhere hard to locate
For, we were only sixteen, when we both said, I do
From that day forward, I felt that I knew
But the days became months, then a few years
Boredom required a change, but that ended in tears
Turn me into the color blue
But don’t leave them a clue
Find yourself another friend
Maybe it won’t end
Treat them so well
I’ll see you in hell
Married for love, released a white peace dove
Harmony and joy, never ever to be destroyed
Let in some jealousy, might’ve got a bit paranoid
Tapping phones, paying detectives, what have I become
Partner found out, called me scum, totally bad outcome
Now left me alone, won’t return calls, no longer in love
Turn me into the color blue
But don’t leave them a clue
Find yourself another friend
Maybe it won’t end
Treat them so well
I’ll see you in hell
Put me six feet under, somewhere hard to locate
For, we were only sixteen, when we both said, I do
From that day forward, I felt that I knew
But the days became months, then a few years
Boredom required a change, but that ended in tears
Turn me into the color blue
But don’t leave them a clue
Find yourself another friend
Maybe it won’t end
Treat them so well
I’ll see you in hell
Married for love, released a white peace dove
Harmony and joy, never ever to be destroyed
Let in some jealousy, might’ve got a bit paranoid
Tapping phones, paying detectives, what have I become
Partner found out, called me scum, totally bad outcome
Now left me alone, won’t return calls, no longer in love
Turn me into the color blue
But don’t leave them a clue
Find yourself another friend
Maybe it won’t end
Treat them so well
I’ll see you in hell
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