This ain't the first time that I've been told
I'm little outta' my mind, like I don't know
They tell me I'm crazy 3 to 4 times a day
some even say maybe I should get hauled away
Well slip me in a straight jacket,
strap me to a bed
They could dig inside my mind
but never get you out my head
Put me in a padded cell
and put a look on every door
They could keep me there for days
I know I'd only want you more
This ain't the last time that I'll be told
I'm a little on the wild side, I'm just too bold
They tell me I'm insane, that I'm a helpless case
(but what's) messing with my brain, is you're so far away
Chorus:
You're the one that makes me crazy,
You're the one that drives me outta' my mind
Nobody makes a medication to soothe my aching soul
but my frustration is better left untold
I start to hear voices, from deep inside my head
They're giving me choice, and now I'm hanging here by a thread
Send me to a shrink or stick a needle in my arm
they could try to help me think or send me to a funny farm
strap me down and haul me off and run me through machines
with the flashing lights and charts the likes of which
I've never seen |
Lavagance:
Save The Cookie:
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