yarn. - Yellows and Blues Lyrics

He's not like you
Yeah he cleans off his own plate
He's the kind of guy that'll pass you by
With a simple "how you doing, how's your day?"
He's not like you
Cause he cares bout what I say
He's the kind of man who will lend a hand
The first time that we hung out, he asked my middle name
It started with a problem
Always chasing something
Never quite knowing what it meant
Something's out to get ya
Won't let it forget ya
It's caught you in a tide in which you subsist
Look up at the skies sometimes I do
And I think about him I don't think about you
Those yellows and blues, if I had to choose
Don't know what I'd do, I don't know what I'd do
Those yellows and blues
They cut me in two
I wanted love not war, not war
I wanted love not war, not war
The way he loves you just ain't right
Darting eyes sleepless nights
Anna told you it's okay
Anna told you, she don't lie
He loves you
But he loves you
Sit down try to sleep sometimes
Really you're just rolling dice
Thinking bout what ifs in life
What if he doesn't love you, honey
Anna told you it's okay
Anna told you it's alright
Anna told you she don't lie
Anna told you she don't lie no more
It started with a problem
Always chasing something
Never quite knowing what it meant
Something's out to get ya
Won't let it forget ya
It's caught you in a tide in which you subsist
Look up at the skies sometimes I do
And I think about him I don't think about you
Those yellows and blues, if I had to choose
Don't know what I'd do, I don't know what I'd do
Those yellows and blues
They cut me in two
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
Look up at the skies sometimes I do
And I think about him I don't think about you
Those yellows and blues, if I had to choose
Don't know what I'd do, I don't know what I'd do
Those yellows and blues
They cut me in two
Look up at the skies sometimes I do

He's not like you
Yeah he cleans off his own plate
He's the kind of guy that'll pass you by
With a simple "how you doing, how's your day?"
He's not like you
Cause he cares bout what I say
He's the kind of man who will lend a hand
The first time that we hung out, he asked my middle name
It started with a problem
Always chasing something
Never quite knowing what it meant
Something's out to get ya
Won't let it forget ya
It's caught you in a tide in which you subsist
Look up at the skies sometimes I do
And I think about him I don't think about you
Those yellows and blues, if I had to choose
Don't know what I'd do, I don't know what I'd do
Those yellows and blues
They cut me in two
I wanted love not war, not war
I wanted love not war, not war
The way he loves you just ain't right
Darting eyes sleepless nights
Anna told you it's okay
Anna told you, she don't lie
He loves you
But he loves you
Sit down try to sleep sometimes
Really you're just rolling dice
Thinking bout what ifs in life
What if he doesn't love you, honey
Anna told you it's okay
Anna told you it's alright
Anna told you she don't lie
Anna told you she don't lie no more
It started with a problem
Always chasing something
Never quite knowing what it meant
Something's out to get ya
Won't let it forget ya
It's caught you in a tide in which you subsist
Look up at the skies sometimes I do
And I think about him I don't think about you
Those yellows and blues, if I had to choose
Don't know what I'd do, I don't know what I'd do
Those yellows and blues
They cut me in two
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
It's not the pretty side of city life
It's the shitty side of being right
Look up at the skies sometimes I do
And I think about him I don't think about you
Those yellows and blues, if I had to choose
Don't know what I'd do, I don't know what I'd do
Those yellows and blues
They cut me in two
Look up at the skies sometimes I do