Blue, blue…
There’s a sad song coming out the static
Nothing like an old country gold classic
Breaking your heart in two
It’s a different kind of blue
There’s a lonesome buzz in the neon
Double in a glass that you can lean on
Holding down an ol’ barstool
It’s a different kind of blue
your eyes
on a high
hard like in July
can’t lie
see crash
that on dash
don’t I’m looking at
don’t the you
It’s a different kind of blue
it’s more a color, shade
that I’m on the side, to tell you the truth
It’s a different kind of blue
‘Cause your eyes
on a high
hard like in July
can’t lie
see crash
that on dash
don’t I’m looking at
don’t the you
It’s a different kind of blue
that ink on that letter
the ya left on the dresser
the of lost the hell to do
It’s a different kind of oh
‘Cause your eyes
on a high
hard like in July
can’t lie
see crash
that on dash
don’t I’m looking at
don’t the you
It’s a different kind of blue
It’s a different kind of blue
Blue, blue…
There’s a sad song coming out the static
Nothing like an old country gold classic
Breaking your heart in two
It’s a different kind of blue
There’s a lonesome buzz in the neon
Double in a glass that you can lean on
Holding down an ol’ barstool
It’s a different kind of blue
your eyes
on a high
hard like in July
can’t lie
see crash
that on dash
don’t I’m looking at
don’t the you
It’s a different kind of blue
it’s more a color, shade
that I’m on the side, to tell you the truth
It’s a different kind of blue
‘Cause your eyes
on a high
hard like in July
can’t lie
see crash
that on dash
don’t I’m looking at
don’t the you
It’s a different kind of blue
that ink on that letter
the ya left on the dresser
the of lost the hell to do
It’s a different kind of oh
‘Cause your eyes
on a high
hard like in July
can’t lie
see crash
that on dash
don’t I’m looking at
don’t the you
It’s a different kind of blue
It’s a different kind of blue
