Poor You

[Intro] Hi, how are you? [Verse 1] Every morning he got up Dreading each moment he had to be awake He'd look at the floor and scribble on gum wrappers He never found a better way to joke around The clock would tick and time went slow And there wasn't anywhere he wouldn't go To avoid having to see anyone He'd sit in a chair and he'd lean against the wall It just didn't seem to matter much at all But late at night, he had a savior In his sleep, in his dreams She came to him and she said [Chorus] "Poor you, poor you No one understands you Poor you, poor you" [Verse 2] And every word that everyone would say Got mumbled up in his head Like mumble-jumble and everywhere he went It seemed everyone was saying to him "Blah, blah, blah" But late at night, he had a mistress In his dreams, in his sleep And she would say [Chorus] "Poor you, poor you No one understands you Poor you, poor you" [Verse 3] This story, though not well told Is not that old It's not that funny, it's not that great But I know it to be true Because late at night, I have an angel In my dreams, in my sleep And as she runs her fingers through my hair As I lay on her lap and she says [Chorus] "Poor you, poor you No one understands you Poor you, poor you"