[ Featuring the Suffering Fools ]
I should get some help
If I only knew where to get it
No good advice from a doctor
So I pitched a fit for a licensed hypnotist
Don't know how long I can stay
Now you got the goods pushed up, pulled out and put up on display
You can rip out my heart
Strip my body for parts
After its all gone can you make it better
Tell me your feelings in a honest letter
Nothing but the truth
From a dirty story teller
Abandon ship
The rivers ran dry, the lakes are empty
The cupboards are bare in the land of plenty
Tell me anything you want as long as it isn't true
My mind goes blind
Just make sure it matches my socks and shoes
Standing straight
Admiring your reflection in the mirror
Im jumping at shadows, getting rattled
Lost in all this American pyscho babble
Tell me how it is I'll never get better
You've always been such a dirty story teller
Theres gold in them there hills
Dig deep enough under the covers
You'll find those cheap thrills
Play my favourite song over and over and over again
Home is where are house used to be
Its only when you have nothing that you are truly free
Shouting ive come undone
Rolls off the tongue
My minds in the gutter
Lips begin to stutter
Someone watch my back
Im listening to dirty story teller
Gather around children
For a tale you already know
Not of hell from above or heaven down below
Burned by the fog
Wandering through the fire
Everything is confusing except for the weather
Let me show you the clear light of day
Take my hand and we'll crawl down into the deep dark cellar
Alone at last
Always knew we'd be together
Whispering in my ear
The words of a dirty story teller
