portugal. the man
mr lonely
(New York City, 1977)  Are you living your teens in a shed? Is growing up giving you the bends? My little sunshine getting jealous Of the moonbeams feeling gloomy In your bed? Left your friends Where the pavement ends Little broken bones begins But can you hear me now?  There's glitter falling And a banner that says Welcome to Hell Make yourself at home Leave behind free will Can you feel me now?  You know I can't feel this pain in my heart Because it's honestly been falling apart Maybe I'm too blind to see Why trouble finds me But 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 don't know if you think below me You can call me anything Call me if you know me You can call me King While they're hanging out below me You can call me King I don't think you wanna know me Don't call me Call me Mr. Lonely  The stars are falling And I bet they got some stories to tell Been not 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 honestly been falling apart Maybe 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 don't know if you think below me You can call me anything Call me if you know me You can call me King While they're hanging out below me You can call me King I don't think you wanna know me Don't call me King Call me Mr. Lonely  Whisper our dreams to the dark (hello?) You know that song in your head The bitter past sleeps And the pity on believers And we're lookin' for the way Under there Beautiful things Where the pavement ends Little broken bones begin But can you hear me now?  Broken promises Alcohol anonymous Inducted in the hall of fame for vomitin' I've puked round the world I'm the Duke of Hurl I used to have a girl But she wasn't happy She left me naturally She left with Natalie They left in the back of a taxi They was laughin' 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 this blunt to light I'm doin' what I want tonight Tomorrow I might fuck my life Laugh once, cry twice I'm bad at takin' good advice Man this lonely life ain't nothin' nice