Calysta - Blues Lyrics

I'm sitting out on Sunday morning
It's getting lonely
Mornings aren't the same without you
The night comes really slowly
Some wine and strolling
Nothing can replace what you do
I'm always sitting by myself (Myself, myself, myself, myself)
I can't find anyone to help (To help, to help, to help, to help)
Why, why, why, why, why, why
Why you all so fake
Always, always
Pushing away who is here for you
Work on yourself, but no
Everyone so f*cking depressed
Now you all need a pill to take the blues away
Laying in my bed crying
Listening to music
Cutting into my skin so hard
I was in a darkness
I couldn't get out unless you were here
I'm always sitting by myself (Myself, myself, myself, myself)
I can't find anyone to help (To help, to help, to help, to help)
Why, why, why, why, why, why
Why you all so fake
Always, always
Pushing away who is here for you
Work on yourself, but no
Everyone so f*cking depressed
Now you all need a pill to take the blues away
Away
Take the blues away
You choose to be happy
Take the blues away
It's your choice to be happy