Telethon - Doctor lyrics

[Verse 1: Protagonist] Doctor Can I call you that? I know you don’t have a degree, but Doctor Just rolls off the tongue a bit more naturally to me Doctor, seems you got a problem With the way that I’m living my life You’re shoveling and you’re scraping down It’s cutting me just like a… (Protag: No, f** that, you already know what I’m gonna say, Doctor: okay) If we’re aiming for open, we’ll have to try harder We gotta destroy that levee I’m guarding It wasn’t expected, now I’m begging your pardon There’s nary a glimmer, so gimme your card and I’ll be gone Despite the benefits I hear result from talking out your problems I can’t seem to see how steps that help others could ever help me There’s a live wire coursing through my genes that puppeteers apprehension and fear I hope that’s clear Can we proceed at a distance? You know how I’m different Doctor, suppose there’s a reason For all the creaks and whistling upstairs Suppose those reasons are manifest in the hours I’ve spent tracing lines in the sand Those lines have been drawn to a credible purpose Let in too many people, your emotions will surface I couldn’t imagine that kind of despair So I’m putting up safeguards and I’m keeping them there Maybe I don’t know what I don’t know As the scholars tell me, ignorance is bliss I don’t need fixing Got the right to get pissed; piss drunk to avail cheap, easy a**istance The ones who matter have to stay by my side; a pack to hide behind May disappoint them time to time But c’est la vie to me that’s life [Verse 2: The Doctor] Seems you got anger Why not try sadness? Seems you got rage Why not try crying? I know it thrills you to burn off at someone But you’re gonna lose them, son, if you don’t start trying [Verse 3: Protagonist] I see your point I see the consequences stacking up downstream My circle closing I can see it now, what I hold dear to me Won’t be there always, be there when I’m sick and frail, old and grey If I don’t get lighter They can all start leaving They can all stop loving back That’s where we’re heading The choir sings for me Single cell of tragedy They witness and they pity me It’s getting damn near deafening But if I decide to get off this ride, can I?