You ask me why I feel so blue. 
I don't know, if I only knew. 
Maybe it's the sun that burns my skin. 
Maybe it's the news of so many deaths. 
Or I guess it goes back to my childhood. 
This lack of love that I feel. 
And nothing makes any sense. 
And I think it's all because of you. 
It's all because of you.

You ask me why I feel so sad. 
I don't know, 
it hurts so bad. 
Maybe it's this voice inside my head, 
that tells me about the perfect soul. 
Or I guess it's all of those people, 
behaving indifferently. 
Something hurt me inside. 
And I think it's all because of you. 
It's all because of you.