You can take back all your secrets 
We'll divide up all the lies 
Keep all the pictures in their frames 
Cut me out, yeah I'll be fine 
Tell the neighbours all my feelings 
Go on and give away all my pride 
It's hard to laugh and cry, live and die every night 

Keep your rolodex of friends 
And all the remnants can be mind 
I guess there'll be no happy endings 
When once upon is doing time 
There's a different kind of meaning now 
To living on a prayer 
Some don't seem to notice 
And the rest don't seem to care 
 [bad word]  
I tell myself I (feel no pain) 
But I'm feeling the pain (walk away) 
Can't walk away 
I'm hanging on the ropes of hope 
It's getting hard to cope you know 
When you're the [bad word] 
through my veins 
I've changed my name to novocaine 

You put my favorite belongings in a box in the garage (let's get this straight) 
You burned my favorite sweats from high school 
Tried to sell my muscle car (that's not OK) 
You're mother's gonna visit for a couple months this year 
They say you do the crime, you do the time 
It's all so clear 
 [bad word]  

Well things ain't what they used to be 
It's a sleepless, self-help century 
I'm up to here with Dr. Phil and the modern man in me 
 [bad word] x2] 

Novocaine [x3]