Invisible Hand
Finally there's no one to talk to
I'm staring at the writing in the stall of the bathroom
Hiding from the people who keep asking how I am
Look in the mirror and run the tap
Keep wasting time until I have to go back
Wishing I felt nothing but the water on my hands
Put me in front of the TV
It'll numb me til I go to bed
Don't let me look at the walls
Cuz that's where I want, that's where I wanna bang my head
Sorry that I'm not here I'm just being strangled by an invisible hand
Feels good to slam the door
Took all my clothes and threw them on the floor
I guess I'll just keep shoving them under the bed
I wish you'd yell at me so that I could yell back
I need a real reason to throw my fist at
It's not a cry for attention when I say "I don't give a shit"
So put me in front of the TV
It'll numb me til I go to bed
Don't let me look at the walls
Cuz that's where I want, that's where I wanna bang my head
Sorry that I'm not here I'm just being strangled by an invisible hand
Tried to meditate and I watched what I ate
But it didn't make it go away
It didn't make it go away
I cried in the back of a yoga class
Cuz it didn't make it go away
No it didn't make it go away
No it didn't make it go away
So put me in front of the TV
It'll numb me til I go to bed
Don't let me look at the walls
Cuz that's where I want, that's where I wanna bang my head
Sorry that I'm not here I'm just being strangled by an invisible hand
By an invisible hand
I'm staring at the writing in the stall of the bathroom
Hiding from the people who keep asking how I am
Look in the mirror and run the tap
Keep wasting time until I have to go back
Wishing I felt nothing but the water on my hands
Put me in front of the TV
It'll numb me til I go to bed
Don't let me look at the walls
Cuz that's where I want, that's where I wanna bang my head
Sorry that I'm not here I'm just being strangled by an invisible hand
Feels good to slam the door
Took all my clothes and threw them on the floor
I guess I'll just keep shoving them under the bed
I wish you'd yell at me so that I could yell back
I need a real reason to throw my fist at
It's not a cry for attention when I say "I don't give a shit"
So put me in front of the TV
It'll numb me til I go to bed
Don't let me look at the walls
Cuz that's where I want, that's where I wanna bang my head
Sorry that I'm not here I'm just being strangled by an invisible hand
Tried to meditate and I watched what I ate
But it didn't make it go away
It didn't make it go away
I cried in the back of a yoga class
Cuz it didn't make it go away
No it didn't make it go away
No it didn't make it go away
So put me in front of the TV
It'll numb me til I go to bed
Don't let me look at the walls
Cuz that's where I want, that's where I wanna bang my head
Sorry that I'm not here I'm just being strangled by an invisible hand
By an invisible hand
Credits
Writer(s): Kristin Mcfadden, Louise Macphail
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