blue hair

I wouldn't cross that line
No, I won't take it there
But I love thinkin' about you and your pretty hair
You don't know that I love you back
And it's just not fair
Guess I'll keep dreaming about the girl with the blue hair

(Fuck) the girl with the blue hair
The girl with the blue hair
The girl with the blue hair, da-da-da-da (fuck, fuck, oh fuck)

I hope you hear these lyrics
I hope they make you cry
You probably don't think it's about you, but I wrote these lines
When I was scrollin' through our pictures from that fuckin' night
And no I'm so in love and, baby, I can't close my eyes (fuck)

I wouldn't cross that line
No I won't take it there
But I love thinking about you and your pretty hair
You don't know that I love you back
And it's just not fair
Guess I'll keep dreaming about the girl with the blue hair

(Fuck) the girl with the blue hair
(Fuck) the girl with the blue hair
The girl with the blue hair, da-da-da-da-da (fuck, fuck, oh fuck)