Island of the Misfit Boy Front Porch Step I love to sleep cause I pretend that I'm dead, [E]But I hate waking up cause it's hard to forget, [Am]That I've lost all control of this life I've held s[F]o dear.[G] And I[C] wait for the bus but I'm not on the bench, I'm just[E] spread across the ground making friends with cement, And I[Am] hope the bus won't miss me when it comes my[F] way.[G] Well I [C]made a few jokes but they said they weren't funny, I [E]tried to force a smile but they said it wa (guitaretab.com)
