Текст песни
Blue, blue, blue
Throw away with all this things and shit
My stuff's located in the trash again
And all I can do is try to feel love
Love from nothing, love from no one
Relevant or irelevant, the isolation comes at night
And all the whiskey in the world
Can't make the nightmares finally go away
The heart shaped hole in my chest
Never gonna fill with draws or any song
Because is a bad day, a really bad day
So Happy Birthday Ruby
I hope you like it
Grab that tool, ripped off your tongue
'Cause you'll never sing again about love
Few pennies in your hat, maybe
You bought your last cigarrettes this time
Please take one and smoke it
Breath it alone, breath the solitude, breath the fame
Now everybody's finally dead
No longer tears in this day
In this bad day, a really bad day
So what do you wanna do?
So Happy Birthday Ruby
I hope you like it