I don’t buy everything I read
I haven’t even read everything I’ve bought
I don’t cry every time I bleed
My eyes are dry by they’re bloodshot
I have faith in medication
I believe in the Prozac nation
You play doctor, but I’ve lost patience
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
Call the police and call the press
But please, dear God, don’t tell my friends
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
Where’s my pride? Where’s my self-esteem?
Does it show in the drinks I’ve bought?
I don’t hide every time I’m seen
But I try not to get caught
Make excuses for behaviour
Can my illness be my saviour
Hid my heart while you still gave yours
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
Call the police and call the press
But please, dear God, don’t tell my friends
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
She said she wants to live in a movie
I said I want someone else
To stand behind me and write it all down
‘Cause I can’t be bothered doing it myself
And I don’t want the responsibility
Of proving its importance
I have loved and I have waited
Been picked up and been sedated
Mental health is overrated
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
Call the police and call the press
But please, dear God, don’t tell my friends
This is where it ends
This is where it ends
credits
from The Late August Days,
released November 19, 2021
Words & Music by Ed Robertson & Steven Page
Nick Doneff - Vocals, Guitars
Aaron Comeau - Wurlitzer Piano
Dave Haskett - Bass
Ratz Di Dominico - Drums
Catherine MacLellan - Vocals
Mark Westberg - Vocals
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