I was obsessed man
She cut open my chest so
Just give me some medicine
To cope with the rejection
Transplant my whole heart
Told me I had ten years
Don't use my arms for eight weeks
But I can hug myself
So just get over it she said
Follow those precautions
Don't lift your arms high
No more than 15 pounds
I'll see you around
I'm still in A-fib
My dinners they have no salt
Low motivation
Somehow this is all your fault
Your fault
Your fault
Your fault
I got a fault line now
Straight down my chest
I just do my best
To take good steps
Down this long hallway
With my ass hanging out
But I don't care anymore
So I just let it hang out
I breathe through my nose
Head over toes
That's how it goes
Oh, that's how it goes
Now I'm in rehab
Working out three times a day
But I still hate you
I think I'm gonna be OK
OK
OK
OK
OK man stop using your arms
You're on sternal precautions
You're gonna rip your chest open.
So just get over it she said
Follow your precautions
Don't lift your arms high
No more than fifteen pounds
I'll see you around
Maybe Downtown
Or on the train
Checking out the game
At the Amway
But whatever you do
Please don't ask me my name or my birthday
I'm leaving AMA