Learning from your mom's mistakes
Eating off your daddy's plate
Spending all your wasted taste
You can't see past your gate
Once I saw you dip your toe
Past the line at the end of the road
But frightened you came running home
You've had all the luck
They fought it out for you
Without them you'd be stuck
They held your hand to walk through
Don't forget you're bored
And that's your only problem
Times for you ain't tough
Try showing them some gratitude
Oh quit your whining
It's so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe the scene that you're describing
Hey there Mr Blue
I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through
Poor baby, or what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr. Blue
Inside your white fence
The glass house you've created
Things are getting tense
Don't feel appreciated
Glance out of your window
It looks like sun to me
But you just count the clouds
Sigh and beg for sympathy
Oh quit your whining
It's so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe the scene that you're describing
Hey there Mr Blue
I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through
Poor baby, oh what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr Blue
You could sit there forever
Blaming others but never
Allowing things to get better
You keep trying
Maybe I should just give up
Oh quit your whining
It's so boring
Play the victim and
Keep me yawning
How do you expect me to believe you
Hey there Mr Blue
I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through
Poor baby, oh what did they do to you
Whoa poor old Mr Blue
You've had all the breaks Learning from your mom's mistakes Eating off your daddy's plate Spending all your wasted taste You can't see past your gate Once I saw you dip your toe Past the line at the end of the road But frightened you came running home You've had all the luck They fought it out for you Without them you'd be stuck They held your hand to walk through Don't forget you're bored And that's your only problem Times for you ain't tough Try showing them some gratitude Oh quit your whining It's so boring Play the victim and Keep me yawning How do you expect me to believe the scene that you're describing Hey there Mr Blue I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through Poor baby, or what did they do to you Whoa poor old Mr. Blue Inside your white fence The glass house you've created Things are getting tense Don't feel appreciated Glance out of your window It looks like sun to me But you just count the clouds Sigh and beg for sympathy Oh quit your whining It's so boring Play the victim and Keep me yawning How do you expect me to believe the scene that you're describing Hey there Mr Blue I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through Poor baby, oh what did they do to you Whoa poor old Mr Blue You could sit there forever Blaming others but never Allowing things to get better You keep trying Maybe I should just give up Oh quit your whining It's so boring Play the victim and Keep me yawning How do you expect me to believe you Hey there Mr Blue I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through Poor baby, oh what did they do to you Whoa poor old Mr Blue Explain Request ×
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