Fit For Blues

She wears a black dress on her wedding day
She falls into depression every May
Someone call the doctor to break the news
My baby’s got a heartbeat fit for blues

It’s Monday morning on a Sunday service
Salvation for the ones who need it
Another weeks worth of cute trash talking
Another weeks worth of dirty laundry

Confessions, remissions
Can you say overrated?
Decision, conditions
It’s all just a bit too jaded

She wears a black dress on her wedding day
She falls into depression every May
Someone call the doctor to break the news
My baby’s got a heartbeat fit for blues

Every day with the same old story
No sunshine, no morning glory
The same mistakes that we find ourselves from
Like a bad version of memento mori

Confessions, remissions
Can you say overrated?
Decision, conditions
It’s all just a bit too jaded

She wears a black dress on her wedding day
She falls into depression every May
Someone call the doctor to break the news
My baby’s got a heartbeat fit for blues

She can’t make it
She just can’t fake it
It’s all a lie
So will she ever shake it