Bad Religion - My Poor Friend Me

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 )
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