Lyrics Portugal. The Man

Portugal. The Man

Mr. Lonely

Are you living your teens in a shed?

Is growing up giving you the bends?

Is 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'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 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

The skies are falling

And I bet they've got some stories to tell

Not 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 honestly been falling apart

Maybe I'm too blind to see

How trouble finds me

Well 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 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

We whisper our dreams to the dark

The twilight song in your head

The bitter past sleeps

And the pity on believers

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You left your friends

Where the pavement ends

Little broken bones begin

But can you hear me now?

[Fat Lip:]

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

Bottoms up, pop my 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 doing what I want tonight

Tomorrow I might fuck my life

Laugh once, cry twice

I'm bad at taking good advice

Man this lonely life ain't nothin' nice