Blue comes to me in the daylight and pushes me down
She is jealous, she cannot bear the thought of me in the world
Without her, free to do as I please
Blue owns the country, Blue wears the crown.
Blue comes to me in the moonlight and reminds me of all I have lost
She makes me cry, she likes to try and comfort
But her aura steals away from me any emotion that I might want
Asphyxiates instead, a pillow soft and deadly
Sometimes I can evade her toxic love, but if ever you see me frown
You can be sure without a doubt
Blue owns the country, Blue wears the crown.