I can?t save myself or take the blinders off
I thought I could fly like icarus
Got too close to you and they melted
I Stood to close to the fist and got belted

I could run
I could hide
Throw the blanket over my head
I could take this pill and get smaller
Die the little death it?s only suicide?

Don?t take this wrong I hate to be on this tirade
Same old dancing on eggshells to the same old song
Raining on my parade?marching on
Wailing like a funeral dirge
Wake me up when you bury me
Under all these sins I can never purge

Hit the alarm clock but I don?t hear the warning
Thinking of death I have a good mourning
Killed for inspiration and trying to kill time
But the fire is burning down the line

I always need a second helping
Of leftover guilt I left in the cupboard
But the dog that?s begging at the back door
Is the same one that ate mother hubbard
And I can?t remember his name
But he?s devoured me piece by piece
And I see no one but me to blame
And I?m a meal for this starving beast

Say?goodnight
What?s good about it
I see no light
Long tunnel vision
Only blight
And I can?t function without it

And as for curiousity I?m told not to be afraid of that
But all I have to do is look at what happened to the cat.