2003-06-22 - 11:02 p.m.
I don't buy everything I read, I
haven't even read everything
I've bought
I don't cry every time I bleed,
my eyes are dry, but they're
bloodshot
I have faith in medication
I believe in the Prozac Nation
You play doctor, but I've lost patience
But this is where it ends
This is where it ends
Call the police and call the press
But please, dear God, don't tell my friends
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
Where's my pride? Where's my self-esteem? Does it
show in the drinks I've bought?
I don't hide every time I'm seen, but I try not to get
caught
Make excuses for behaviour
Can my illness be my saviour?
Hid my heart while you still gave yours
She says she wants to live in a movie
I say I want someone else to stand
behind me
And write it all down
'Cause I can't be bothered
Doing it myself
And I don't want the responsibility of
showing its importance
I have loved and I have waited
Been picked up and been sedated
mental health is overrated
But this is where it ends
This is where it ends
Call the police and call the press
But please, dear God, don't tell my friends
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
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