The Raconteurs - Consoler Of The Lonely

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Band name The Raconteurs
Song name Consoler Of The Lonely
Tab type Lyrics
Added 10/26/2009
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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



I'm bored to tears, yeah...

I'm bored to tears, yeah...



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