Blue Sky

Blue sky It's a bad lie It's a cheap high It's a fake cry It's a small town With a big frown And i never want To hear it again Well he drank wine And he drank gin But most of the time It drank him Till' he grew thin And he rocks himself To sleep again She was nineteen She was a prom queen She had big dreams Wore blue jeans She had no clue And a tattoo Yes and who knew What the future could hold Yes its untold But i never want to hear it again Now there's cheap wine On a cheap dress She fought him But he fought best Such a contest And i never want To hear it again