Dr Dream has a way with words when I'm broken
Peel my skin for a sneaky peak and i'm chokin'
Burn me down like an ashtray and i'll be smokin'
For Dr Dream has a way of keeping me crazy
Like a loon is that amazing?
I'll be coming home
What did I tell you? What did I tell you honey?
He's not making me better, I think I should ask for my money back
And what did I tell you? Am I fucking crazy?
For Dr dream has been and gone and I still live in an imaginarium
Dr Dream has a way of twisting the truth dear
He sits me down on his big black chair and he whispers in my ear
He says "there's nothing wrong with dialogue between yourself and an imaginary friend or three"
And I say "well that's great but I can't hear myself think and lately I can barely feel myself breathe"
Oh crazy like a loon, is that amazing?
I'll be coming home
What did I tell you? What did I tell you honey?
He's not making me better, I think I should ask for my money back
And what did I tell you? Am I fucking crazy?
For Dr dream has been and gone and I still live in an imaginarium
What did I tell you? What did I tell you honey?
He's not making me better, I think I should ask for my money back
What did I tell you? What did I tell you honey?
He's not making me better – I think I should ask for my money back
I think I should ask for my money back
Am I fucking crazy?
For Dr Dream has been and gone
And all this madness lingers on
An empty rocking horse rocks on
I'm in the corner curtains drawn
And Dr Dream has been and gone
And I still live in an imaginarium