Blue - Rigby

Cry on the phone, somebody else

Not what I know, I’m all by myself

Waiting for you, waiting for him

I’m always blue, you’re always grim

Why don’t you call?

I’m all on my own

It’s happened before, you’re never home

What about her?

Sky’s turning pink

All by myself, everything’s glee

I think I miss my mom and my old room

I started reading it when I met you

Why don’t you ever ask me to dance?

That’s all I want but no one ever asks

I hate my shoes and all that’s on TV

I hate that no one tells me what they see

You’re not being yourself anymore

You’re not fun and I’m so fucking bored

You’re not being yourself anymore

You’re not fun and I’m so bored

You’re not being yourself anymore

I’m so fucking bored

«Are you hungry?»

«No.

I mean yeah, kind of, but, I’m fine for now.»