I'm doing very well
I can block out
The present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have
Straightened myself out
Thank you, drop dead

Something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no love in modern life

I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I even made it this far
The motion of taxis excites me
Will when you peel it back and bite me?

Something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no hope in modern life
Something is squeezing my skull
Something I can't fight
No true friends in modern life

Diazepam (that's valium)
Tamazepam, lithium
Hrt, ect
How long must I stay on this stuff?

Don't gimmie anymore
Don't gimmie anymore
Don't gimmie anymore
Don't gimmie anymore
Please don't gimmie anymore
Gimmie anymore
Gimmie anymore

Oh you swore
You swore!
You swore!
You swore you would
Not gimmie anymore

Gimmie anymore
Gimmie anymore

Composição: Alain Whyte / Morrissey