Blue Haired Boy

F so i saw a blue haired boy Bb F crossin the road the other day Bb F i didnt say much of anything Bb F he said he liked my hair (bleached but slightly green) F i replayed the whole thing Bb F over and over and over and Bb F over and over and over and Bb F each time remembered it differently C Bb had i made a whole conversation up in my head? C Bb over the things i could've done Dm or i could've said... C guess it makes sense when a poet Bb F doesn't know it in the moment A7 Dm G7 but writes a banger down on paper some time later Bb see! i know what to say, just not in the moment C C7 hey blue haired boy, Dm please come back my way Bb G7 i finally know what to say to youuuuuuuuu ;) Bb C F i like your boots but your laces are coming loose! Bb G7 hope you didn't trip since i didn't warn you! Bb Bbm F G7 Bb Bbm F G7 you've probably already forgotten about me and my hair thats blonde and bleached but slightly green Bb Bbm F G7 Bb Bbm F Bb F you've probably already forgotten about me and my hair thats blonde and bleached but slightly green