God it's such a lonely, lonely job
Waiting for the lab rats to respond
Note to self she came in your darkest hour, your darkest hour
She might just come again if you pray real hard, you pray real hard
Twenty-seven days and there's still no cure
Doctors said the symptoms know no rules
Note to self your patient's wearing thin, she's wearing thin
And if she fails a cat-scan you force a grin, you force a grin
Everybody says that I'm off the rails
Tattooing my scrapbooks with pigtails
Note to self you're worth their second best, their second best
Just light a roman candle and get some rest, get some rest
If you're looking for variety, you know 'variety'
You know you're getting old
If you're looking for variety, you know 'variety'
You know you're getting old
(No chance no one to play the part, when good intentions fall apart)
Note to self she came in your darkest hour, your darkest hour
She might just come again if you pray real hard, you pray real hard
Note to self your patient's wearing thin, she's wearing thin
And if she fails a cat-scan you force a grin, you force a grin
Note to self you're worth their second best, their second best
Just light a roman candle and get some rest, get some rest...