It's pretty hard to believe that
When you get told something different
Now your life gets cold or
Something blue, something borrowed
If there's church bells
You don't want church bells
But they're left out just like seashells
Now you're feeling cold
You're something blue, something borrowed

Ring, ring the silent and cherished
Bell that flows out of the sky
I'll forget the memory of your kiss
I thought I was your ending
Not some temporary guy
And I'm something blue
Something borrowed, something replaced

It's pretty hard to believe that
You can keep something intact for so long until
You're something blue, something borrowed
Then the rumours flow and the rumours flow
From the open sky to the undergrowth like swallows
You're something blue, something borrowed

So open up the ventricle and
Close the bloody vestibule
Open up the mind and close the heart
You won't answer my questions
And I won't repeat your answer
And I'm something blue
Something borrowed, something replaced

Fill me with sorrow, until tomorrow
I'm something blue, your something borrowed