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