You look at me as if it's my job To save you from what ensues Well, I am no knight Girl I've got my own issues
I am not who you think I am You'll never understand That I am part devil See my red right hand?
You sit and deconstruct the words I use to deconstruct And ask me the questions you're Too afraid to ask yourself
I've sentenced myself to solitude But you won't let me be Riding high on the coat tails of fame fame
Answering the same questions differently I don't even know if my opinions are mine anymore Is this an origonal thought or was the seed planted A time ago by an impalpable bellwether?
I don't want your admiration It's leads to my frustration I know I'm no lodestar of creation Your mind needs some mediation I'm near my peak of exacerbation Please leave to give me a moments relaxation I just crave some alleviation