Tip of My Tongue

It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain
I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane, hey!

It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain
I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane
I feel it swirl in my mouth, I feel it drip down my throat
And if it weren't for epiglottis, well, I'd probably choke, ho!

I used to not really care, I'd never watch what I'd say
I didn't think that tomorrow depends on today
But now I'm bitin' my lip, yeah, and it's crampin' my style
Said I'm gonna get it right but it might take a while

I'm running on bad medicine

It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain
I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane
I feel it freaking me out, I feel it sucks and it blows
And if you ask me to stop, well, baby that's how it goes

Tied like a sailor's knot, I swear there's nothing worse
This tongue's a blessing and this blessing is a curse, whoa

I'm running out of adrenaline

It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain
I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane

It's at the top of my lungs, it's on the back of my neck
I never thought that I'd turn and become such a wreck
It's on the tip of my fingers and the tips of my toes
And if you're asking me, "Yes?"
Well, then I'll probably say "No"

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain
I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane
I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane
I'm not a shrink but I think I can drink you away