You ask me why I feel so blue. I don't know, if I only knew. Maybe it's the sun that burns my skin. Maybe it's the news of so many deaths. Or I guess it goes back to my childhood. This lack of love that I feel. And nothing makes any sense. And I think it's all because of you. It's all because of you. You ask me why I feel so sad. I don't know, it hurts so bad. Maybe it's this voice inside my head, that tells me about the perfect soul. Or I guess it's all of those people, behaving indifferently. Something hurt me inside. And I think it's all because of you. It's all because of you.