This Is Where It Ends - Barenaked Ladies

I don’t buy everything I read,

I haven’t even read everything I’ve bought

I don’t cry every time I bleed,

My eyes are dry, but they’re bloodshot

I have faith in medication

I believe in the Prozac nation

You play doctor, but I’ve lost patience

This is where it ends

This is where it ends

Call the police and call the press

But please, dear God, don’t tell my friends

This is where it ends

This is where it ends

Where’s my pride?

Where’s my self-esteem?

Does it show in the drinks I’ve bought?

I don’t hide every time I’m seen, but I try not to get caught

Make excuses for behavious

Can my illness be my saviour?

Hid my heart while you still gave yours

She says she wants to live in a movie

I say I want someone else to stand behind me And write it all down

'Cause I can’t be bothered doing it myself

And I don’t want the responsibility of proving its importance

I have loved and I have waited

Been picked up and been sedated

Mental health is overrated