Poor Me Songtext
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it's hard aint it hard to stand on guard you just can't get no relief
you try and you try to keep it all hid, but they can see it all over your face
my mother said son don't let nothing out they'll use it to hurt you, no question no doubt
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
don't you hate spring and all that it brings everyone getting along well
you squint out the window, and you stare at the sun with elbows on the window sill
the clock ticks slowly and the women walk by, you wanna be living but yout don't know why
you try and you try to keep it all hid, but they can see it all over your face
my mother said son don't let nothing out they'll use it to hurt you, no question no doubt
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
don't you hate spring and all that it brings everyone getting along well
you squint out the window, and you stare at the sun with elbows on the window sill
the clock ticks slowly and the women walk by, you wanna be living but yout don't know why
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
look for your star in an underground bar where the laughter flows like wine
and can't see nothing through the booze and the smoke and what you can ain't worth your dime
the tv it plays the news of the day, everyone's talking but they got nothing to say
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
I once knew a girl she lived on a cloud, and I loved her from down on the ground
I'd throw her my glances, and curled up my toes but I never could utter a sound
I grew kind of tired of looking at her back, so I ran away and I never looked back
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
The sun it is setting, my nights growing dim, I can hear my trumpet call
I live my life safely where ever I've been, and if you don't jump you can't ever fall
I ain't saying I regret a thing, but who knows what living can bring?
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
look for your star in an underground bar where the laughter flows like wine
and can't see nothing through the booze and the smoke and what you can ain't worth your dime
the tv it plays the news of the day, everyone's talking but they got nothing to say
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
I once knew a girl she lived on a cloud, and I loved her from down on the ground
I'd throw her my glances, and curled up my toes but I never could utter a sound
I grew kind of tired of looking at her back, so I ran away and I never looked back
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
The sun it is setting, my nights growing dim, I can hear my trumpet call
I live my life safely where ever I've been, and if you don't jump you can't ever fall
I ain't saying I regret a thing, but who knows what living can bring?
poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me
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