Counterproductive - Rx Lyrics

Doctor I think this treatment's not for me
Though I'm the one strapped to a chair
You say be patient and I'll soon be cured (Soon be cured)
You act like I'm not even there
It's been years and I've tried it all
Flashing lights and talk therapy
Prozac Lithium and Adderall
Who do you want me to be?

I've cut my teeth
And broken bones
In waiting rooms painted all the same
Soon I'll be fixed (Soon I'll be fixed)
That's what you say (That's what you say)
Tell me again why you're the one who's sane

Less than demons crawl beneath my skin
Still you insist that I realize
I've been dwelling in some kind of sin (Yes you have)
And it's your holy call to sanitize
The voices in my head they all object
To this backward kind of wickedness
Is it even in your dialect
To understand you are not generous?

I've cut my teeth (Cut my teeth)
And broken bones (Broken bones)
In waiting rooms painted all the same
Soon I'll be fixed
That's what you say
Tell me again why you're the one who's sane
(I'm so so sick of this)

You've got answers I have no doubt
To questions never asked or understood
I don't care about the truth you found
How dare you tell me bad from good?
Can you explain what all of this is for
Or why it's me who suffers like
A soldier in some type of godless war
Without survivors, without end in sight?

Not this again

Doctor I think I know what's good for me
It's not electrodes on my head (Hey!)
You won't catch me at the pharmacy (Pharmacy)
The colored pamphlets are all read
From search for purpose I will soon be rid
Though I'll remember wayward words you said (Yeah!)
I won't thrive without your medicine
Hope of health I have laid to rest