Someone's dying in the living room but I think he's faking.
We look alike but that is not my body, God, that is not my body, God can't come and take me.
Back when I was dishonest it was harder to break me.

Someone's sick in the kitchen but I think he just needs sleep. We all get sad sometimes when we get tired, oh, how we all get tired, we all hear things we can't see.
Insanity isn't started by panicking, no it can't be!

Call me a doctor I'll have nuthing, nuthing, nothing, nuthing to do.
I'm a slow talker, I need minutes past this, lying on my back with just another best friend, just another friend to use.

Something was happening in the hallway but I think it's over. I could have stopped it if I really wanted, oh God, I wish I'd stopped it but God wanted me to come clean.
Back when I was dishonest it was harder to hate me.

Someone wants me in the attic but she isn't sober.
Sobbing softly, no, she does not want me, she just likes to haunt me, I just have to ignore her.
I've never seen her but she sounds like I know her.

Call me a doctor I'll have nuthing, nuthing, nothing, nuthing to do.
I'm a slow talker, I need minutes past this, lying on my back with just another best friend, just another friend to use.