The Blackest Day

Carry me home, got my blue nail polish on It's my favorite color and my favorite tone of song "I don't really wanna break up, we got it going on" It's what you gathered from my talk, but you were wrong It's not easy for me to talk about I have heavy heartstrings I'm not simple, it's trigonometry It's hard to express, I can't explain Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day It's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday It's all that I play It's all that I play Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder) Getting darker and darker Looking for love In all the wrong places Oh my God In all the wrong places Oh my God Carry me home, got my new car and my gun Wind in my hair, holding your hand, listenin' to our song Carry me home, don't wanna talk about the things to come Just put your hands up in the air, the radio on 'Cause there's nothing for us to talk about Like the future and those things 'Cause there's nothing for me to think about Now that he's gone, I can't feel nothing Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day It's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday It's all that I play It's all that I play Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder) Getting darker and darker Looking for love In all the wrong places Oh my God In all the wrong places Oh my God You should've known better than to have To let her get you under her spell of the weather I got you where I want you, you're deader than ever And falling for forever I'm playing head games with you Got you where I want you, I got you, I got you I got you where I want you now Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day It's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday I feel that I play It's all that I play It's not one of those phases I'm going through Or just a song, it's not one of them I'm on my own, on my own, on my own again I'm on my own again I'm on my own again I'm on my own again I'm on my own again