Musician
Written by Seth Billyard.
I see you talkin’ through your teeth
Put on a show for me
You say it’s gonna be alright
Yeah, for everybody but me
You put the bullets in your gun
You said you’d never hurt anyone
But I didn’t shoot myself you’re bad for my health doctor said I better cut and run
Now you’re wearing his coat
Put me in a mental hospital
Under close observation
You wanna see me without my clothes
I saw you loading the syringe
But I won’t let you stick it in
I didn’t do the drugs myself you’re bad for my health
I know I gotta cut and run
Oh I’m not that bad
A broken mind’s the best I ever had
But I can make do oh please let me through that heavy steel door
You gotta smile on your lips
Wet with lies they drip drip drip
Am I or the others insane?
You’re gonna pull the switch
It’s an electric shock
You’re all the voices in my head and you talk talk talk
I didn’t do this to myself you’re bad for my health
But I guess that you’re the boss
Oh I’m not that bad
A broken mind’s the best I ever had
But I can make do oh please let me through that heavy steel door