All alone sitting here writing songs for a while now
All alone candle light in my eyes and its here now
Haven't seen him a while ignoring me all the time
So I am alone now
Someday I poison you; a drink with poison is your last one
Someday I pray, someday I see your rotten grin
And I'm sorry this is a boring song, my father's song
And I'm sorry I'm only a boring son, my father's son
Do you know the way around, do you know the way away?
Although the lights are out I know it with no doubt that you're there
Now this gets loud, a fallout in my head and you're dead
There's no way out, it's your turn turn your face to the ground
Well I'm sorry, this is a boring song my children's song
Oh I'm sorry I'll write other songs for you only my boring songs
Yes I'm sorry but I can only write throughout boring songs
