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?
You 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, 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 ya falling apart
Maybe I'm too blind to see why trouble finds me
But if it's 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 don't float with you below me
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
While they're hanging on below me
You can call me King
I don't think you wanna know me
No one calls me
Call me Mr. Lonely
The stars are falling and I bet they got some stories to tell
Be that 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 ya 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 float with you below me
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
While they're hanging on below me
You can call me King
I don't think you wanna know me
No one calls me
Call me Mr. Lonely
Whisper your dreams to the dark
And know that it's all in your heart
The bitter past sleeps in the pity of believers
And we're lookin' for a way under fire
Meet your friends
Where the pavement ends
Little broken bones begins
Can you hear me now?
Broken promises, alcohol anonymous
Inducted in the hall of fame for vomiting
I've puked around 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