(M. Detroit)

Maybe it's my blood sugar

Maybe it's because I'm mad

Maybe it's because things are going so good

That somehow I've got to make them go bad

Maybe it's because I like it

Maybe it's just that time

Well it sends shivers right through me

The way my own thoughts black and blue me

But I just can't get them out of my mind

It's the art of melancholy

I've really got it down

The art of melancholy

Sealed with a frown

Maybe I'm just self indulgent

Maybe I'm just insecure

Maybe it's my mother

Or some significant other

Maybe I'll never know for sure

I've got the art of melancholy

Down to a 'Tee'

The art of melancholy

I guess that's how I wanna be

I wanna be

One day I'll be smiling

Find my cloud has a silver lining

But for now I'll be blue

Aren't you

It's the art of melancholy

Down to a 'Tee'

The art of melancholy

I guess that's how I wanna be

I wanna be

That's how I wanna be