เนื้อเพลง Consoler Of The Lonely The Raconteurs
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
Lightbulbs 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's who's helpless
You're gonna find, you'll find yourself alone If you're looking for cut-throat
Singing above 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
Lightbulbs 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
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