Mr Lonely
Portugal. The Man feat. Fat Lip Lyrics

Are you living your teens in a shed?
Are you feeling stuck with nowhere to go, like you're living in a cramped space?

Is growing up giving you the bends?
Does the pressure to succeed make you feel suffocated, like you're bending in impossible ways?

My little sunshine getting jealous
Someone who used to make you happy is now feeling envious of other sources of joy

Of the moonbeams feeling gloomy
Even in the middle of their own radiance, something is causing sadness

In your bed?
Is this happening while you're resting, the one place you should feel safe?

Left your friends
You've lost connection with the people who used to be important to you

Where the pavement ends
In a place where structure and order give way to chaos and confusion

Little broken bones begins
Starting from a place of hurt and weakness

But can you hear me now?
Are you able to listen to me, even with all of this going on?

There's glitter falling
The shining allure of something new and exciting

And a banner that says Welcome to Hell
Despite the glitter and shine, you're actually entering a dark, difficult period

Make yourself at home
Settle in, because this is where you're going to be for a while

Leave behind free will
You don't have a lot of choices right now, so you'll have to let go of your sense of control

Can you feel me now?
Are you starting to understand the reality of the situation?

You know I can't feel this pain in my heart Because it's honestly been falling apart
I'm so numb to my own sadness that I can't even feel it properly anymore

Maybe I'm too blind to see Why trouble finds me
I can't understand why hardship keeps coming my way

But if it's here I'm gonna see where it leads Call me Mr. Lonely
I'm going to keep going, even if it's just me on this path

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 Call me Mr. Lonely
I don't care what you call me, as long as you recognize that I'm the only one here

The stars are falling
Even the things that seem steady and unchanging are starting to fall apart

And I bet they got some stories to tell
Everything has a story, and maybe the stars' stories could explain what's happening right now

Been not long ago When I knew you well
It feels like it wasn't that long ago that things were different

Listen for a change
Try to hear something different than what you've been hearing

Can you hear it now?
Do you understand what I'm trying to say?

Whisper our dreams to the dark (hello?)
Tell the dark and the unknown what we want, even if it seems strange or impossible

You know that song in your head
That one tune that's been stuck in your mind for days

The bitter past sleeps
The harsh and difficult memories are dormant, but not gone

And the pity on believers
People who have faith or hope are often treated with contempt or dismissiveness

And we're lookin' for the way
We're still searching for direction or purpose

Under there Beautiful things
Even in the places that seem ugly or bleak, there's still something worth seeing or finding

Broken promises Alcohol anonymous Inducted in the hall of fame for vomitin'
A history of broken commitments, drinking to excess, and experiencing physical illness

I've puked round the world I'm the Duke of Hurl
This isn't a new or uncommon experience, and maybe even something to joke about

I used to have a girl But she wasn't happy She left me naturally She left with Natalie
The one source of joy has left, and taken another with her

They left in the back of a taxi They was laughin' at me
They were able to leave happily, while I was left alone

So I lit the club Bottles up, poppin' shit
I turned to alcohol and bravado to distract myself from the hurt

False sense of happiness Perhaps I'll take what I get
I'm trying to convince myself that this shallow pleasure is enough

I guess it's better than nothing, right? At least I got this blunt to light I'm doin' what I want tonight Tomorrow I might fuck my life
I'll take whatever satisfaction I can get, even if it's temporary and comes at a cost

Laugh once, cry twice I'm bad at takin' good advice
I'm used to finding humor in pain, and even when people try to help me, I don't know how to accept it

Man this lonely life ain't nothin' nice
It's hard to find any joy or peace when you're always by yourself