So, tell me about your mother.
Hey doctor doctor can you please just give me something for the state i'm in?
I'm having trouble in society,
believe i got it wrong again.
I'm one month sober,
I don't think i'm getting over my predicament
but if I jumped out of the window, what would she say?
it's not on me, it's all on you.
we can't deny the things we do
I can't believe her pretty feet walked over me,
all over me.
help me help me doctor, seems to be a lot for me to understand
I know i'm not a best of man t
he troubles and the mess I'm in,
I should be dead.
he said: let's see what I think that you've had all your fun,
it's time to be a man,
so you better quit your bitchin,
think about what the people would say.
it's not on me, it's all on you.
I can't prescribe what you want me to
you need some sleep
you better leave
he walked over me,
all over me.
wait until tomorrow, it is gone. so long.
you can wait until tomorrow, so long. and it's gone.
wait until tomorrow, yeah
he don't got a lot, but he's got all he needs.
I need someone to love
and all he's got, well,it's all that he needs
somebody help me, cuz I can hear what you're singing to,
to get me through anything I do,
anything will do with or about me.
a little pill a little thrill.
should I take it? I think I will.
anything will do, as long as it's always true but either way,
I don't give a damn what you people are say..
it's not on me, it's all on you.
I can't deny the things I do
I can't believe her pretty feet walked over me
all over me yeah!
it's not on me, it's all on you,
a bastard child this beautiful truth.
now you can see me when I leave, walk over you.
all over you.
(Grazie a Camilla per questo testo)