Consoler Of The Lonely

Haven't seen the sun in weeks

My skin is getting pale

Haven't got a mind left to speak

And I'm skinny as a rail

Light bulbs are getting dim

My interests are starting to wane

I'm told it's everything a man could want

And I shouldn't complain

Conversations getting dull

There's a constant buzzing in my ears

Sense of humor's void and numb

And I'm bored to tears

I'm bored to tears, yeah

I'm bored to tears, yeah

If you're looking for an accomplice

A confederate, somebody who's helpless

You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone

If you're looking for cut throat

Singing a bad note, looking for a scapegoat

You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone

Looking for sympathy

I can get you something

Something good, something good to eat

Haven't had a decent meal

My brain is fried

Haven't slept a week for real

My tongue is tied

Light bulbs are getting dim

My interests are starting to wane

I'm told it's everything a man could want

And I shouldn't complain

Conversations getting dull

There's a constant ringing in my ears

Sense of humor's void and numb

And I'm bored to tears

I'm bored to tears, yeah

I'm bored to tears, yeah