baby blues Lyrics

She woke up this morning with thoughts in her head

She woke up this morning and she made her bed, she made her bed

Made her bed, she made her bed, she made her bed

She said I've always been a little bit misunderstood

I always tend to take the hard way home

But who am I to tell you what is wrong or right

You know it's your fight, it's your fight

And it's my baby's blues, my baby's blues, my baby's blues.

It's my baby's blues

She looks through the window and lights her last cigarette

Sits on the sofa and reflects

Then her foot starts to tap and it's the sound of her own death

She's blessed in fear of what's in here and puts her thoughts to rest

And it's my baby's blues, my baby's blues, its' my baby's blues

It's my baby's blues

She woke up this morning with thoughts in her head

She woke up this morning, she made her bed, she made her bed

Made her bed, she made her bed she made her bed