Blue in the face

It's what they do to the greats Pick apart a Picasso and make excuses to hate So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face Stupid, you ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral, wait (Hm)

Oh, Amanda Jones, your holy grace, I want to choke you 'til you're blue in the face, Got dirty thoughts in a dirty mind,

Trapped inside a world with the stickiest of hands Squeeze your cheeks, tyin' up your feet You're blue in the face, but you're purple underneath

[CHARLOTTE & GABRIELLE] You can guess till you’re blue in the face But you can’t even picture such a man

Yes, we're gonna need to have a chorus I'm gonna have to write a chorus And this would seem to be as good as any other place to sing it till I'm blue in the face

Like sheep we can't break away Red, white, and blue in the face Here I was hoping that someone could tell me

At the limit already? (P-O-W to the E to the R from the front 'til we're blue in the face) Am I already at the limit?

But there's no telling about those spirits up there You can phone them up till you're blue in the face They go shop and play bingo, run everywhere

With your spikes and your hair and those cute little buttons And if you happen to have some leather and lace Fuck yourself 'til you're blue in the face

The way you do me, you know it hurts me to the bone How you touch me, I'd be better off alone Sayin I'm sorry till I'm blue in the face Leaves me empty with no love left to waste

Give me the palm of your hand, Every strand of my hair is a kite string, And I have been blue in the face with your sky, Crying a flood over Iowa, so you mother will wake to Venice.

You know where they both went and you’re ready to go What happened? How did everything turn so cold? We can talk about it til I’m turning blue in the face I can laugh about it, joke about it never the same

That's just what you are Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face But we still would arrive at the very same place

You move across, innocence lost All static and desire You're blue in the face from navel gaze You set yourself on fire

And pray for that feeling of grace But that's what I'm doing, why doesn't he answer? I've prayed 'til I'm blue in the face

You stopped in your tracks because this isn't the way You tried to convince them, you were blue in the face Because you're outnumbered doesn't mean that you're wrong

I just wanna be young forever Chase my tail till I'm blue in the face Round and round all I want is a taste

To make sense out of senseless things Come on, come on I'll keep talking till I'm blue in the face Go and grab your things

Hail from the place where that rag to your face Wanna get high then you find you a ride And you siphon it dry 'til you blue in the face

shout arguments across the Danube. Blue in the face, the stocky old women drum their feet and yell out the news.