Blue Skies Red Lyrics

If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out


Shame, shame
I know more than your name
It's a constant situation
And the drama's always here
Well, there's no sweat
Off your sweater
And there's no love
in your love letters to me
But I have faith
That some day you'll figure out




If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out


Blame, blame
I know that is your game
I hear more than just beside myself
When your folding and
there's no sweat
Off your sweater
And there's no love
in your love letters to me
But I have faith
That some day you'll figure out




If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out


You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red




If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out


You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red


You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red





You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red