Mr. lonely

Are you living your teens in a shed?
Is growing up giving you the bends?
Is my little sunshine getting jealous
Of the moonbeams
Feeling gloomy in your bed?

You left your friends
Where the pavement ends
The road of broken bones begins
Between here and now?

There's glitter falling
And a banner that says
Welcome to Hell
Make yourself at home
But leave behind free will
Can you feel me now?

You know I can't feel this pain in my heart
Because it's hard to see it falling apart
Maybe I'm too blind to see
Why trouble finds me
But if its here I'd rather see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
I got forty eight below me
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
But there ain't no one below me
You can call me King
I'm the king you wanna know me
But no one calls me
I call me Mr. Lonely

The stars are falling
And I bet they got some stories to tell
Be like long ago
When I knew you well
Listen for a change
Can you hear it now?

You know I can't feel this pain in my heart
Because it's hard to see it falling apart
Baby I'm too blind to see
How trouble finds me
Well if it's here I'm gonna see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
I got forty eight below me
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
But there ain't no one below me
You can call me King
I'm the king you wanna know me
But no one calls me
I call me Mr. Lonely

Do you whisper our dreams to the deaf?
Deny that it's all in your head?
The bitter past lives
Sitting pretty in a limousine
Looking cooly under fed?

Leave your friends
Where the pavement ends
The road of broken bones begins
Feet don't fail me now

Broken promises
Alcohol anonymous
Inducted in the hall of fame for vomiting
I puked around the world
I'm The Duke of Earl
I used to have a girl
But she wasn't happy
She left me naturally
She left with Nataly
They left in the back of a taxi
They was laughing at me
So I lit the club
Bottles up, poppin' shit
False sense of happiness
Perhaps I'll take what I get
I guess it's better than nothing, right?
At least I got that glum delight
I'm doing what I want tonight
And tomorrow I'm like "fuck my life"
Laugh once, cry twice
I'm bad at taking good advice
Man this lonely life ain't nothin' nice