I called him for a letter
And wanted to hold his hand
Nobody seemed to answer
Then out of the ceiling fan
A bright and yellow wallpaper
Follows me round the room
Then pressed me to the carpet
And now I can't move- I need to
I need you
I can't keep my fingers
I'm told they'll evaporate
Like sweat off your body
Though I can't emasculate
Your skin
Your bones
They keep you safe and dry but then
Your guts and
Your soul
Are all locked up inside- I need to
I need you
It smells like carpal tunnel
Or all the board could allocate
Don't forget to take your shoes off
Then in walks the magistrate he says
'Your skin
'Your bones
'They all belong to me' so I
I ran
I fell
Off the sidewalk and into the street
(Then out the corner of my eye
A bright and yellow wallpaper is threatening to come inside)
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting so much time
I can't keep wasting-