Healing Is Difficult

Healing is difficultOften results in psychosomaticI admit to enjoying drugsThey get rid of tension, boredom and staticHate those adverse sideeffectsForcing the people who love me to scatterExcuse me for being such a hypocritThe way I see it really doesn't matterWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanityWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanityTo tell you the truthI can't believe I love you so muchSo much in fact that I don't know whether to weep or wind my watchI have a sick sense of humourIt amazes me how points it scoresI'm addicted to viceMy best friends are pushers, my boyfriends are whoresWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanityWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanitySimple to see why I breatheNo one bothers me completelySimple to see why I breatheNo one bothers me completelyWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanityWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanityWaking up next to youYour morningbreath reminds me of LucyThe flies in the frontroomBuzz round my head and try to seduce meIf I contract illnessThe last thing I want is to pass it to othersFucking leaves guilt pangsWhen I start forgetting the names of my loversWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at meWhy are my skills in bed more important than sanityWhy do you cock your head to the side when you look at me