BoJack is over and everything's worse now

Mr. Blue

I told you that I love you

Please believe me

Mr. Blue

I have to go now

Darling don't be angry

I know that you're tired

I know that you're sour and sick and sad

For some reason

So I'll leave you with a smile

Kiss you on the cheek

And you will call it treason

That's the way it goes

Some days a fever comes at you

Without a warning