APoor Master Bruce, poor Mr. DWayne Lonely caboose on a one car tArain. D AAnd it pains me to watch you amble alDong This track of loneliness I laid dAown for you. D AI remember that horrible night, the nDight you were split in two And I swore I'd proAtect you (and I haven't). D ASo I built a wall all around you,D but the wall was too tall And it blocked out aAll of the bDirds and the sun.Standard guitar tuning:EADGBECapo on 7 fret
CI tried to raise you riCght, I tried to raise you prEoper. I tried to be a Ammentor and a friend, and a mBama and a papa too. FAnd insulate you from Fmany outside source of frCight. And make bloody Dcertain you'll never see anoDmther Dark, sad, lonely nCight. As I look at my life I see something's not right Like a thousand percent. And I wonder what it is, how it is that it's always just me here Crying alone at the end of the night, ten thousand percent. I put most of the blame on Alfred. How come he couldn't take the bullet intended for mama and papa? I never had a pony. I never had pets. Just a bullshit butler, who builds bullshit jets. OCh! I'm falling apart, I need a friend. Somebody to hold on to. Somebody to confide in. Think of the children, next time you gun down their mama and papa. Because they probably don't have another mama and papa. I was seein' a girl for a while, a couple days anyway And I told her I loved her. She said you're such a good friend and that rash is bad You should really go see a doctor. Then she just disappeared, sent me some text about bad timing And my love being selfish. Then my doctor called up and the blood came back and as it turns out I'm allergic to peanuts and shellfish. I loved peanuts and shellfish once. IC'm falling apart, I'm lacking punch. I can barely eat. This morning I barely touched my brunch. Two spoons of oatmeal, a couple of nuts, and half a banana. And like my soul, the banana was bruised and black. I'm falling apart, I need a friend. Somebody to hold on to, somebody to confide in. Somebody to ride in the cockpit Co-captain of the friendship ship. Or maybe just a friend ship. If I had a buddy, we could discuss Just what we call friendship. IEnding want tDo be somebody's buddy GSomebody who can be my buddy back. DI want to be somebody's buddy GAnybody but a dumbshit butler.
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