Don McCloskey - Mr. Novocaine

I understand you discussed mister novocaine.
I know that you were one of us, now feel your pain.
It's quite confusing outside, inside it's even worse.
It makes you wonder if a heart is a blessing over a curse.
And I could never understand just why you had to die.
That I hope you were out there somewhere, making angels cry, making angels cry.

I wanna tell you little girl what daddy ment to me.
He was the purest soul that I have ever seen.
Every note from his throut cut me like a blade.
And he could do it again, had the only state.
It seems to me that since you're gone I went and lost a reframe.
But my uncle if you please mister novocaine, mister novocaine.

Sometimes I feel like my life is a game I rather not play.
But with all the respect I can't go out that way.
That's why i'm taking my boat and shoving off these shores,
With a tear in my sail and a broken ore.
I will travel my whole life untill I find that place,
Where I can lay on my back, feel the sun on my face.
Where the losers win, because the inside counts,
More then Mercedes-Benz and filthy bank accounts.
Yeheheh.

We will quit to call you a coward, some said you're not a man.
I call you mister novocaine and say I understand, I understand.
And I will never forget the words a friend said to me.
They were those in this life just built to delicately.
This is not to be said in front of small boys and girls.
But they were those in this life to beautiful for this world.

That's how I hold you my friend, mister novocaine.
ohoh. I see to much of myself.
ohoh. I see to much of myself.
yeheheheh. I see to much of myself, mister novocaine.

Don't even stand in here, but nothing for our pain.