I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And I want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll

From the outside, stand and judge like enemies Opened eyes, see reality Trying all the while, to knock me down, this tragedy And the days turn to memories How could, how could this be, that I feel nothing As the days pass and replaced by memories What do

Love is the baddest blues This is love, what was I thinking? This is love, what the hell am I, am I gonna do? And that man, he got me sinking To the bottom of the blue My love has come along My dreams become air so My days have arrived, yea sunny Funny

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke up this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

Hey hey hey hey hey Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade Vendetta, sweet vendetta This Beretta of the night This fire and the desire Shots ringing out on a holy parasite Well, I've got a fever A non-believer I'm in a state of grace

I'mma say today's my day Today's the day I've been waiting for Tomorrow won't come after all Yesterday is so far away And today is the only day Somebody please stop the clock Don't ever let this day stop I never wanna go home

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke up this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

A dream like this, not something you ask for When it's a gift worth taking a chance for A dream like this, not something you wish for 'Cause IDK what's coming next And I'll be LMHO with the rest Be, be, be my BFF, ‘cause IDK what’s comin’ next Then this

He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I'm grown, And it's okay, My tears dry on their own, In this blue shade, So we are history, My deep shade, All I can ever be to you,

Wet with your blood I sharpen my sword No turning the other cheek like a coward Come tomorrow I may lay down and die This day we fight! For this I was chosen Because I fear nothing With confidence I tread through the dead of night Off to another war-torn