Text: Gabriella Cilmi. Lessons to Be Learned. Sit in the Blues.

Baby, listen, every time
You asked me, I gave you mine
Invitation for one night
But you never thought of me more then twice

'Cause there ain't nothing that I could speak
You give and you take then you are done with me

I sit in the blues, waiting for you, who I'll never see
There's never good news, no not 'bout you
'Cause something don't feel right
There's nothing to choose, I can't refuse my turn to try
I guess I lose, boy, ain't that right

I'd hate to lie, my friend, don't deny
'Cause what you sees real even though you can't feel
Count back from 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 times
You'd say you'd drop by, but I'm a fool every time

'Cause there ain't nothing that I can speak
You give and you take then you are done with me

I sit in the blues, waiting for you, who I never see
There's never good news, no not 'bout you
'Cause something don't feel right
There's nothing to choose, I can't refuse my turn to try
I guess I lose, boy, ain't that right

The way I feel
And what I know
'Cause I can't explain
What's going down

The way I feel
And what I know
'Cause I can't explain
Why I can't let go