Another Song for a Blue Guitar

She comes apart at the seams
'Cause she never dreams

As she lays up awake

'Cause her feelings ache

And the one thing she found

As she gazed at the sea

Was that she lost her faith

Her faith in me

And in the early morning
I can't make up a thing

And a barely can play

I don't like to sing

So I picked up my brush
Painted blue guitar

And I ripped off the chords

From 'bron why' aur'

So I played her a song

But the timing was wrong

Poor choices of chords
And the words were forced

And the one thing that I found
As I gazed at the sea

Was that she lost all hope

All hope in me

And the one thing that I found
As I looked at the sea

Was that she lost all hope

All hope in me

And the one thing she found
As she gazed at the sea

Was that she lost all faith

All faith in me