Am F
I know a man
G Am
Who doesn't have many friends
F
I know a place he lives
G Em
Where trouble never ends
Am F
I know its hard for him
G Am
To read 'tween the lines
Em Am
And his days are getting so much shorter
Am F
He simply turns away
G Am
And dons a bitter frown
F
His world is crumbling
G Em
His ship is weighted down
Am F
He doesn't care
G Am
As long as he can wear the crown
Em Am
I know this man all too well
F G
Its my poor friend me
Em Am
A portrayal of the great dichotomy
(A reminder of A tragic history)
https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/my-poor-friend-me-bad-religion.php
F G
Its my poor friend me
Em Am
And I'm running out of steam
I know there are people
Who are cynical and vain
They point their finger
'cuz they can't accept the blame
They live their lives
Under a blanket of shame and their progeny
Crawl from underneath it
F
Lately I've come
Am
To see the solution
G F Em Am
And it begins with me
F Am
But I'm so fallibly human
G
I've picked the lock
Em
But will not turn the key
Of people running scared
We live, breathe and die
Off to a world, our time is slipping on by
We have solutions, but don't even try
And I feel I know just who to blame
