Blue heart, red heart, broken heart, want to see it no more.
Dinner under the stars with you.
Sad face want to see it no more.
You can even pay the bill. All we’ve got is time to kill.
Another round of loneliness and you can go back to your pill.
Blue heart. Red heart. Broken heart want to see it no more.
Your tired eyes under the blue skies don’t go together anymore.
I’m the girl of your best friend and you invited us down to the shore.
You can even drive us there. All we’ve got is love to spare.
Just one more chance to joy again and you can go back to despair.