Something Blue, Something Borrowed

It’s pretty hard to believe that when you get told something different

Now your life gets cold or something blue, something borrowed

If there’s church bells, you don’t want church bells

But they’re left out just like seashells

Now you’re feeling cold

You’re something blue, something borrowed

Ring, ring the silent and cherished bell

That flows out of the sky

I’ll forget the memory of your kiss

I thought I was your ending

Not some temporary guy

And I’m something blue, something borrowed

Something replaced

It’s pretty hard to believe that

You can keep something intact for so long until

You’re something blue, something borrowed

Then the rumours flow and the rumours flow

From the open sky to the undergrowth

Like swallows

You’re something blue, something borrowed

So open up the ventricle and close the bloody vestibule

Open up the mind and close the heart

You won’t answer my questions

And I won’t repeat your answer

And I’m something blue, something borrowed

Something replaced

Fill me with sorrow, until tomorrow

I’m something blue, your something borrowed