Mr. Pitiful - Matt Costa

Oh Mr. Pit, oh Mr. Pit, Mr. Pitiful

Who let you down?

Who let you down?

Who let you down?

You still don’t believe, you don’t believe

You don’t believe, and your grievances show

When your soapbox unfolds

But please come down from that cloud you’re sitting on I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong

I just want to know how you’ve been

It don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends

Mulling it all over in my head

I hope that you see through your picket

I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence

To make amends

And still be friends, still be my friend

So where did you go?

Where did you go?

Where did you go while I was out?

While I was out?

While I was out?

Well I don’t believe, I don’t believe

I don’t believe everything I see

And if you don’t like the movie then quit acting

But please come down from that cloud you’re sitting on I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong

I just want to know how you’ve been

It don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends

Mulling it all over in my head

I hope that you see through your picket

I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence

To make amends

And still be friends, still be friends

Still be my friend