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Another favorite (from 2001). This one is a bit twisted, but fun! |
| It’s just me and Mr. Lonely, That’s how it’s gonna be My heart is all in shambles, Shattered on the floor, I lock my soul away In a room without a key And it sits in the dark and cold With Mr. Lonely having tea. My host serves his tea In a cup and sorrow Stirring in memories and Sadness, one lump or two? Squeeze in a drop of sour lies, Thank you, Mr. Lonely. My soul drinks its cup, In the dark and cold, Then reads its fortune Of tea leaves in the bottom. It’s just me and Mr. Lonely, That’s how it’s gonna be My heart is all in shambles, Shattered on the floor, I lock my soul away In a room without a key And it sits in the dark and cold With Mr. Lonely having tea. What do my soul’s tea leaves say? Unless you get over your troubles And on with your life, Depending on your friends, Your strength, For help, Forever you will sit In the dark and cold In this room without a key With Mr. Lonely your only friend Who sits with you And serves you tea. |