Therapy I & II

I told him about Things that I shout in the nighttime While everybody else is sleepin' He said, "That's all right" I told him I doubt Things that I used to believe in A classic case of "hipster heathen" He said, "I know the type" Okay I walked out the door It started to pour pins and needles He put on "The Best Of The Beatles" And told me to get back inside And then he fixed me a drink Said he'd fix how I think about dyin' He drank himself stupid while tryin' Ah fuck, I forget the rest Talkin' to myself Talkin' to myself He showed me the ropes Took my hands and the hopes to untie 'em Said "That's what you get for lyin'" I told him I didn't mean it Then I told him about How I never get out at the right time It's never quite the right time Okay Talkin' to myself Talkin' to myself Talkin' about all these things that I do to myself Talkin' to myself Talkin' to myself again About nothin' in particular Talkin' to myself again Talkin' to myself again About nothin' in particular Talkin' to myself again Now I'm talkin' to myself again About nothin' in particular Talkin' to myself Woo Talkin' to myself again About nothin' in particular He raised me by the Bible but the Bible is dead And now the whiskey is my Bible It's my Bible instead Now I'm talkin' to myself again About nothin' in particular Talkin' to myself And I don't need no help There's nothing wrong with my health I get it everyday Oh yeah Na na na na na na na na na, okay