They ask why I am blue,
It's not because of you,
It's just I'm a gloomer,
It's all for her,
The way she walks,
But the way she talks.
It makes me shiver,
It tickled my liver,
It makes me cry,
I really want to die,
My brain explodes,
While she makes an oath.
All they see is me sitting here all quiet,
While in my head I make a riot,
They ask what's wrong,
But their words are so long,
It's kinda wrong,
All in my Depresed ways.
