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"