So place the crown of thorns around your horns
You listen through the cracks of these bedroom doors
Well I have no sympathy, I have no sympathy
I have no sympathy for you or the one you claim to love
The one you claim to love

So give me medication
(To calm[?] these [bad word] temptations)
So give me medication
(I'm not writing, I'm not fooling anyone)
So give me medication
(Well I love you so much [?] for all the damage I've taken)
So give me medication
(And so I see that everything considered me a saint)

You're something that I wanted
It's not that I needed
but now you're just an inconvenience
You're something that I wanted
It's not that I needed
but now you're just an inconvenience

It's in between the lines and the stories they tell
It's in the pain and the guilt I felt
It used to keep me up at night but lately I can't see the faces

And here [bad word] the camera light [?]
And [bad word] the voice in the back of your head
Saying the apple that you picked out of the garden
Do you want to know the trouble I'm in?

So give me medication
(We're the ones they're after, but we don't care, we don't care)
So give me medication
(We're the ones they're after, but we don't care, we don't care)
So give me medication
(We're the ones they're after, but we don't care, we don't care)
So give me medication
(We're the ones they're after)