The Blues Can Be So Mean
The blues they have me down, sometimes they can be so mean
Yeah they have me down and sometimes they can be so mean
Suicidal thoughts, they got me caught in between
They can be so mean, they have me caught in between
I try to be romantic and buy my wife a bouquet of flowers
But with her bad news, she brings a dozen showers
She tells me we can no longer live on dreams
She is like the blues, leaving me caught in between
Suicide may be the best way out
I try to tell her what the blues are all about
The blues they have me down, sometimes they can be so mean
My wife tells me she's gone, we cannot live on dreams
No forward address to contact her, cannot even say hello
I feel for her, the stress from bills and money we owe
I wonder which way to turn, which way I should go
If I decide suicide, does the fire eater really collect my soul
How much more can I truly bear
I have no hope, I am in such deep despair
The grass is never greener on the other side as it seems
The blues can be so heartless, they can be so mean
Copyright © Eugene Carmen | Year Posted 2008
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