I Was Blue, Technicolour Too

All the party did was depress me My friends were elastic in their jeans And The Niagara falls of sweat was drippin’ Me Slippin out the backdoor He was chewing his jaw I saw his mouth as a treadmill And boast That he knows the best tune I swear I’ve seen this episode More than a few times There’s no remote for the tv I was blue Technicolour when I look to you It’s just not true I was blue And I was blue Technicolour when I look to you It’s just not true I was blue How can I be home and still want to go there It hurts to think of her I still want to go there The Off License sign reads We’re sold out of empathy For the pity party Is underway I was blue Technicolour when I look to you It’s just not true I was blue And I was blue Technicolour when I look to you It’s just not true I was blue It’s all the same bored out my brain But NOTHING CHANGES Anywhere in a five pound taxi What’s new Blue mute white faces Anywhere in a five pound taxi I was blue Technicolour when I look to you It’s just not true I was blue And I was blue Technicolour when I look to you It’s just not true I was blue I dunno I just had to cry or something but then I was alright