Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
I hope you make it to the day you’re 28 years old
You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise
You’re spilling like an overflowing sink
You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece
And I’m tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I’m covered in the colors
Pulled apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don’t know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
You were a vision in the morning
when the light came through
I know I’ve only felt religion when I’m lying with you
You said you’ll never be forgiven
'Til your boys are, too
And I’m still waking every morning but it’s not with you
