It's that feeling of blue The color most acquainted with you There's not much we can do Sometimes you gotta spit back the two, you do Months ago, we'd celebrate the time That's passed us by I never took your smile for granted But granted myself No relief, no relief "Hello" odd reasons You let go, I've begun to change Moving on, moving on "Hello," odd reasons You let go, you've been pushed away Pictures posted to the wall I'm leaving there in hopes to see the truth The truth! The truth is this is dead It's that feeling of dread The fact you may never again Be the one in my bed You never took this fire for granted But granted yourself Self relief, self relief "Goodbye" odd reasons You left I saw things wouldn't change Pictures posted to the wall I'm taking down It's almost fall A summer's worth of hope can let me go if I Ignore the phone calls Ignore the phone calls (Leave me alone!) There's not much we can do There's not much we can do (Ignore the phone calls!) Its that feeling of blue The color most acquainted with me, with you I never took your smile for granted While granting myself no relief