Mr. Blue.
I told you that I love you
Please believe me
Mr. Blue
I have to go now
Darling don't be angry
I know that you're tired
I know that you're sour and sick and sad
For some reason
So I'll leave you with a smile
Kiss you on the cheek
And you will call it treason
That's the way it goes
Some days a fever comes at you
Without a warning
And I can see it in your face
You've been waiting to break
Since you woke up that morning
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