Do you have the
time to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything
all at once
I am one of those
Melodramtic fools
Newrotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself
The creeps
Sometimes my mind plays
Tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
I'm just stoned
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex
that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bore
And quit my whining cause
It's bringing her down
Grasping to control
So you better hold on
