The Last Poem's Poet Lyrics & Tabs by Matthew Good
The Last Poem's Poet
guitar chords lyrics
Lit another cigarette
Sat down at the table to think
Discovered that the secret of the Universe
Was the ice cubes melting in my drink
Where do I get this stuff
Where do I get this stuff from?
Where do you get this stuff
And why does it come?
Lit another cigarette
Sat down at the table to drink
Stop and breathe awhile, I
I think I need to think
I, I think I need to think hard
Hard about my
Hard about my, my, my
I, I think I need to think hard
Hard about my
Hard about my, my, my
My Reasons for doing what I do
My reasons for feeling how I feel
My reasons for doing what I do
My reasons for feeling how I feel
You know, how I feel about you
Lit another cigarette
Sat down at the table to think
Stop and breathe awhile
Stop and breathe awhile
What have I learned about love
What have I learned about love, you tell me
What have I learned about myself
The last poem's poet
He is not an outspoken man
The last poem's poet
He is, he is not, not an intelligent man
The last poet's poem will be about
The mistakes he has made in his life
The last poet's poem will be about
Everything he would have done differently
If the time would have been right
Righter than this, righter than that
You know it's righter than everything
You've ever thought was possible
Righter than this, righter than that
Righter than everything
You ever thought possible
And this life is possible
In the next one
What is possible in this life
Is possible for everyone
Lit another cigarette
Sat down at the table to think
Discovered that the secret of the Universe
Was melting slowly in my drink
And I have come to a conclusion, I have come to a conclusion
Finally I have come to a conclusion:
Within conclusion there is delusion
And within delusion there is illusion
And within illusion there is confusion here
There is confusion here
There is confusion here
Confusion is the straightest talker
You will ever know
Confusion doesn't care about
What you have or who you know
Confusion is a friend of mine
Has been for a long, long time
Confusion is a friend of mine
You know, he has been for a long, long, long, long time
Long time, long time
Got the balls to show it
The last poem's poet
He's got the reasons to show it
The last poem's poet
Lost the fear to blow it
The last poem's poet
He's got the courage to know it
The last poem's poet
The last
The last time I saw your face
My mind learned to erase
The last time I saw your face
Fell prey to a liar's grace
In the end I will be fine
In the end I will be fine
Yeah, in the end I will be fine
In the end I think I'll lose my mind
Lit another cigarette
Lit another cigarette
And I'm alright
I'm just a little tired I guess
Just a little tired
