Consoler of the Lonely

And I'm skinny as a rail
I'm told it's everything a man could want
I'm bored to tears, yeah
My interests are starting to wane

You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone
Haven't had a decent meal
Light bulbs are getting dim
I'm bored to tears, yeah

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

My interests are starting to wane
A confederate, somebody who's helpless

Haven't slept a week for real

And I'm bored to tears
And I shouldn't complain
Singing a bad note, looking for a scapegoat
Light bulbs are getting dim
My brain is fried

I'm told it's everything a man could want
My tongue is tied
Conversations getting dull
And I shouldn't complain
And I'm bored to tears
Conversations getting dull
Looking for sympathy

I'm bored to tears, yeah
Haven't got a mind left to speak
Something good, something good to eat
There's a constant ringing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
I can get you something
If you're looking for an accomplice

There's a constant buzzing in my ears
If you're looking for cut throat
Sense of humor's void and numb