Well I don’t wanna be where the bands are
I don't wanna hear that chainsaw noise
I don’t give a damn about your hopes and your dreams
Or what the rest of the world enjoys
Well I’ve been chewing razor blades honey
I’ve been chasing meat
I’ve got a salvation army banging on in my head
And a bucket of bones at my feet
And there's nothing coming easy
And there’s witches in my bed
There’s a taste in my mouth that I just can’t place
And I’m haunted by the things I should have said
I’m trying to get better
Well I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end
Well I don’t wanna see in your windows
I don’t wanna meet your gold dust friends
I don’t give a damn about the money in your bank
On what your happiness all depends
Well I’ve been sucking on dead air honey
I’ve been chasing wind
I’ve got a hole in my pocket where the sun don’t shine
And I’m paranoid that I've been twinned
And everything's moving slowly
Like a carousel sticking in the mud
Everybody's hanging on for one last dance
And I'm bringing my one last drug
I’m trying to get better
I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end
Well I don’t wanna be in your phone book
Every time you call me, I’ll be engaged
I don’t give a damn if you ever get to know me
Or you're horrified and enraged
I’ve been swallowing rusty nails honey
I’ve been breaking teeth
I’ve got a bag full of tricks even I don’t believe
And I'm a whole different story underneath
And I’m sick and tired of being right
Ad my heart beats once a day
There’s a hole in my head where the rain gets in
And I’m too old to live any other way
I’m trying to get better
I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end
Aww no
Woo hoo
I don't wanna hear that chainsaw noise
I don’t give a damn about your hopes and your dreams
Or what the rest of the world enjoys
Well I’ve been chewing razor blades honey
I’ve been chasing meat
I’ve got a salvation army banging on in my head
And a bucket of bones at my feet
And there's nothing coming easy
And there’s witches in my bed
There’s a taste in my mouth that I just can’t place
And I’m haunted by the things I should have said
I’m trying to get better
Well I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end
Well I don’t wanna see in your windows
I don’t wanna meet your gold dust friends
I don’t give a damn about the money in your bank
On what your happiness all depends
Well I’ve been sucking on dead air honey
I’ve been chasing wind
I’ve got a hole in my pocket where the sun don’t shine
And I’m paranoid that I've been twinned
And everything's moving slowly
Like a carousel sticking in the mud
Everybody's hanging on for one last dance
And I'm bringing my one last drug
I’m trying to get better
I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end
Well I don’t wanna be in your phone book
Every time you call me, I’ll be engaged
I don’t give a damn if you ever get to know me
Or you're horrified and enraged
I’ve been swallowing rusty nails honey
I’ve been breaking teeth
I’ve got a bag full of tricks even I don’t believe
And I'm a whole different story underneath
And I’m sick and tired of being right
Ad my heart beats once a day
There’s a hole in my head where the rain gets in
And I’m too old to live any other way
I’m trying to get better
I’ll be your best friend
And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin
On my word you can depend
Boy scout to the end
Aww no
Woo hoo
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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"Well, how did I get here?" -- Talking Heads
Only I, for one, am not as philosophical as The Talking Heads so I never quite got it. This song slammed it home for me when I needed it most.
At some point in your life, you may wake up and not like who you've become. You've got years of scars--injustices given and received, painful losses, embarrassing miscalculations--to overcome; you've got present relationships and situations to consider; and you've got to make changes to secure your own future mental well-being. Some people will watch you change, and the energy and excitement you invest in that change, and assume you are preaching a New Way to them. But you're not. Now more than ever you know that another life is none of your business, and you'd just like some acceptance, or at least peace, while you take control of your own to live on your own terms, honestly.