Blue Sky

Blue sky

it’s a bad lie

it’s a cheap high

it’s a fake cry

it’s a small town

with a big frown

and I never want

to hear it again

well he drank wine

and he drank gin

but most of the time

it drank him

till’ he grew thin

and he rocks himself

to sleep again

she was nineteen

she was a prom queen

she had big dreams

wore blue jeans

she had no clue

and a tattoo

yes and who knew

what the future could hold

yes its untold

but I never want to hear it again

now there’s cheap wine

on a cheap dress

she fought him

but he fought best

such a contest

and I never want

to hear it again