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Ah, you fail all the breaks Learning from your mom's mistakes, eating off your daddy's plate Spending all your wasted taste, you can't see past your gate Once I saw you dip your toe past the line at the end of the road But frightened, you came running home Oh, you've had all the luck, they fought it out for you Without them, you'd be stuck, they held your hand to walk through Don't forget you're bored, and that's your only problem Times for you ain't tough, just try showing them some gratitude Oh, quit your whining (it's so boring) Play the victim, and keep me yawning How do you expect me to believe the scene that you're describing? Hey there Mr. Blue, I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through Poor baby, or what did they do to you? Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue Inside your white fence, the glass house you've created Things are getting tense, don't feel appreciated Glance out of your window, it looks like sun to me But you just count the clouds, sigh, and beg for sympathy Oh, quit your whining (it's so boring) Play the victim, and keep me yawning How do you expect me to believe the scene that you're describing? Hey there Mr. Blue I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through Poor baby, oh, what did they do to you? Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue You could sit there forever Blaming others, but never Allowing things to get better You keep trying Maybe you should just give up
Oh, quit your whining (it's so boring) Play the victim, and keep me yawning How do you expect me to believe you? Hey there Mr. Blue I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been through Poor baby, oh, what did they do to you? Whoa, poor old Mr. Blue Hey there, Mr. Blue Hey there, Mr. Blue What did they do to you? Whoa, poor Mr. Blue
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