Joke about nothing and you'll be forgiven The laughs are just dying out one by one The lonelies are coming to gather their forces Left on a string, the emptiness forges us on and on On and on A weakness so strong you could wrap your arms around it Smother cheeks and smothered arms Sad but it's not maybe just for a moment Why won't you hold me? Why won't you carry me on and on? No more patient On and on No more patient Simple you might think but wary of reason You give up on what you think's dying out Your words aren't funny your poetry's false Maybe they'll like it, maybe they won't You can face them on No more patient Face them on No more patient Face them on No more patient Face them on No more patient Hey there young man come understand The ways you need to heal I see your stress come take our test Come on this shit is real You need help (x8) I went downtown to look around And see how people feel This lady beckons me to come And "boy why don't ya kneel?" You need help (x8) We let you in we see your face And then we slap you on the wrist And when you try to leave it's much too late Cause we've got you on the mother-fucking list You need help (x8)