Thanks to you
Thanks to you, I’m moving on
Chasing out my skeletons
And the troubles they have caused
And all thanks to you, I’m turning over
The pages in this book of revelations
About self-medication
But there’s this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy?)
As the ghost of you
Hangs over my bed
Thanks to you
I’m not myself
I’m all strung out
That much is clear
And I’ll spend my
Whole life-time
With your life line
Wrapped around my throat
Thanks to you
All thanks to you
Thanks to you, I’ve lost my touch
I struggle to find the sense, in making sense
And giving a semblance of a f*ck
And thanks to you for all the nightmares
There’s not a night that I sleep quiet and complacent
Without my medication
Cause there’s this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy?)
As the ghost of you
Hangs over my bed
Thanks to you
I’m not myself
I’m all strung out
That much is clear
And I’ll spend my
Whole life-time
With your life line
Wrapped around my throat
Thanks to you
All thanks to you
But there’s this ringing in my head
As the ghost of you
Hangs over my bed
Thanks to you
I’m not myself
I’m all strung out
That much is clear
And I’ll spend my
Whole life-time
With your life line
Wrapped around my throat
Thanks to you
Thanks to you
Thanks to you
All thanks to you