Blue Sky
Blue sky
It’s a bad lie
It’s a cheap high
It’s a small town
With a big frown
And I never  want to hear it again
She was nineteen
She was prom queen
She had big dream
She wore blue jeans
She was no clue
And a tattoo
Yes and who knew?
The future  grow
Yes its  untold
But I never want to hear it again
He drank wine
Yes ,is gin
But most of time
It drink him
Ooh,grew thin
And rocks himelf
To sleep again
There is cheap wine
On a cheap dress
She found him
But he found best
Ooh,such a contest
And I never want to here it again
There is a grape wine
There is a town line
There is a street  sign
Not in clime
There is school yard
Its  a  grave yard
And I never want to here it again
And I never want to here it again