Funnyman Poem by Tessa Marshall

Locked inside your head,
Do you realize the things you said
Never made sense?

We can sit here and laugh,
But we don't know the half of it
In your defense.

We've been talking a while,
And it seems to me each time you smile
Lights are coming on.

But they don't burn too strong,
And they won't stay for long,
And then they're gone again.

Funnyman,
Gotta plan for the something wonderful.
Funnyman,
Listening to the world turning on itself
Tuning into a brand new universe.
Funnyman,
You'll never be anything else.

Do you remember the night,
When I had to play the angel
Saving your soul?

Even though you were holding on tight,
Part of you was taken
By your demons below.

And with no one to lose,
You said you feel like a bruise
On a beautiful body.

And with all the damage you do,
It is so hnest and true,
I don't wanna feel sorry for you

Funnyman,
Gotta plan for the something wonderful.
Funnyman,
Listening to the world turning on itself.
Tuning in to a brand new universe.
Funnyman,
You'll never be anything else.