The Therapist
(What brings you here today?)
I got your number from a friend of mine
I was hoping you could help me
Stop obsessing 'bout the end of time
All of my regrets and the mistakes I made
Every single mountain that I didn't climb
And why the only time I feel this when I'm sniffing lines
And when I wake up in the morning I start sipping wine
And why I walk around with this fuckin' smile on my face
When I know deep inside shit isn't fine
(When you say it isn't fine, what you mean?)
Every single moment in my life I wanna scream
Everybody tells me that I won't be happy 'til I chase my dreams
But what are my dreams?
What is that mean?
They tell something that I'm passionate about
But honestly I'm not passionate about a thing
I think in extremes, my blood and my tears filtered to the same stream
I've turned to a machine
(You feelings make sense, tell me about your father)
Okay, you have a really lovely office
(I'm serious, tell me about your dad)
I love this couch, it's so beautiful in plaid
(Does the topic of your father
Make you upset?)
Ah, yes!
The only thing he's ever care about is success
To be honest, I don't think he's ever watched the sunset
(What about your mom?)
What about my mom?
She spend her fuckin' life tryna disassemble a bomb
Every other week
She's on a new medication that make her calm
And she's always tryna make me read psalms
I thought that I'd be happy
When I found love
But I just wanna tear it down from the ground-up
(Have your parents ever told you that they proud of you?)
Of course not! I don't even know what they be proud of
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
(Okay, talk about your love life)
I'd say it's just neglect
A lot of toxic behavior and disrespect
I let people get close
Then I disconnect, then I twist their neck
I'm like a multiple choice quiz
Where every single answer is incorrect
(What you mean?)
This is heartlessness
It's where the darkness is
My ex said that I'm a narcissist
I'd like to think that I'm an arsonist
I burn it all down
Acting like I'm independent when I'm codependent
I just wanna close and end it
But I always leave it open-ended
Man I'm over this shit
Women take my heart
And they fold and twist it
And make me feel pain
I didn't know existed
I'm so sadistic
So kill me and leave me
With an open casket
I'm not a hopeless romantic
I'm hopeless, that's it!
(So do you think about death a lot?)
It's all I ever fuckin' do
I hear different voices in my head
Saying bad things about me
I swear to god that all of it is fuckin' true
I'd be lying if I said that last few years
Had been anything other than awful
Toxic, depressing, painful, and hostile
(Take a Kleenex, blood is coming out your nostrils)
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
I got your number from a friend of mine
I was hoping you could help me
Stop obsessing 'bout the end of time
All of my regrets and the mistakes I made
Every single mountain that I didn't climb
And why the only time I feel this when I'm sniffing lines
And when I wake up in the morning I start sipping wine
And why I walk around with this fuckin' smile on my face
When I know deep inside shit isn't fine
(When you say it isn't fine, what you mean?)
Every single moment in my life I wanna scream
Everybody tells me that I won't be happy 'til I chase my dreams
But what are my dreams?
What is that mean?
They tell something that I'm passionate about
But honestly I'm not passionate about a thing
I think in extremes, my blood and my tears filtered to the same stream
I've turned to a machine
(You feelings make sense, tell me about your father)
Okay, you have a really lovely office
(I'm serious, tell me about your dad)
I love this couch, it's so beautiful in plaid
(Does the topic of your father
Make you upset?)
Ah, yes!
The only thing he's ever care about is success
To be honest, I don't think he's ever watched the sunset
(What about your mom?)
What about my mom?
She spend her fuckin' life tryna disassemble a bomb
Every other week
She's on a new medication that make her calm
And she's always tryna make me read psalms
I thought that I'd be happy
When I found love
But I just wanna tear it down from the ground-up
(Have your parents ever told you that they proud of you?)
Of course not! I don't even know what they be proud of
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
(Okay, talk about your love life)
I'd say it's just neglect
A lot of toxic behavior and disrespect
I let people get close
Then I disconnect, then I twist their neck
I'm like a multiple choice quiz
Where every single answer is incorrect
(What you mean?)
This is heartlessness
It's where the darkness is
My ex said that I'm a narcissist
I'd like to think that I'm an arsonist
I burn it all down
Acting like I'm independent when I'm codependent
I just wanna close and end it
But I always leave it open-ended
Man I'm over this shit
Women take my heart
And they fold and twist it
And make me feel pain
I didn't know existed
I'm so sadistic
So kill me and leave me
With an open casket
I'm not a hopeless romantic
I'm hopeless, that's it!
(So do you think about death a lot?)
It's all I ever fuckin' do
I hear different voices in my head
Saying bad things about me
I swear to god that all of it is fuckin' true
I'd be lying if I said that last few years
Had been anything other than awful
Toxic, depressing, painful, and hostile
(Take a Kleenex, blood is coming out your nostrils)
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
Will you clean the blood off my soul?
I'm in pain!
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Writer(s): David Mccleary Sheldon
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