All the alcohol, all the cigarettes and boredom, couldn't help you with your attitude
Don't act so appalled, I don't want to hear it's not my problem
Nobody likes you when you're in that mood
Don't let me down, turn it around, nobody wants to see another breakdown
Don't let me down, turn it around, around, around around
When you want to be alone, your heart is bitter, lock yourself away all day
You can find a lonely place to stay
But call me on the telephone when you're feeling better,
You may be a misanthrope, but you're our misanthrope
Digital photograph, remember when we laughed an played piano?
Left and right we were in stereo
Put a note up on the staff, you were unimpressed by my soprano
Nobody likes it when you sing that way
Count back from ten, try it again, nobody needs to see you making mayhem
Count back from ten, try it again, again, again, again
When you want to be alone, your heart is bitter, lock yourself away all day
You can find a lonely place to stay
But call me on the telephone when you're feeling better,
You may be a misanthrope, but you're our misanthrope
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