Mr Rock and Roll
Here comes Mr rock and roll
who thinks its cool to be alone
I wonder if he thinks the same
Seven years to the day.
Walking down the street again
trying to find some friends to see
wondering why
No body interesting in you today.
When that day comes around
The words in your head will agree
Why did this happen to me?
People used to love me,
Then you'll wish that maybe you
Were kind to those broken hearts
Maybe you wouldn't be alone
Just staring at your silent phone.
Here comes Mr rock and roll
Another day spent on his own
Staring down at his phone
Poor Mr rock roll all alone.
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