Straight Jacket

My Therapist has been talking me to death Says I'm messed up yes my heads all wrong And him I don't believe but when I'm talking to the trees They seem to look at me like something's off And the experience under my belt tells me my mental health Will get me thrown into an Institute So I might as well as just admit to myself That baby, I've been going crazy lately thinking of you And it's a hard not-life when you're clinically insane Give you a carving knife let you pick apart my brain and tell me How am I supposed to break from the habit When you've got me locked down tight like a straight jacket The Doc said to me you oughta get yourself some sleep Replied I've tried but I don't know where to start He rolled his eyes at me and said just count the voices in your head Thought it wouldn't do but I'm up to eleven so far And it's a hard not-life when you're clinically insane Give you a carving knife let you pick apart my brain and tell me How am I supposed to break from the habit When you've got me locked down tight like a straight jacket Baby girl, could you see someone as pretty as you with a psycho like me? Cause if you can't that's okay, but would you lie to my face for my sanity's sake Cause it's a hard not-life when you're clinically insane Give you a carving knife let you pick apart my brain and tell me How am I supposed to break from the habit When you've got me locked down tight like a straight jacket