Intro: What lesson were you trying to teach? Was it happiness is always slightly out of reach And that I cannot subsist without any sleep Or that I am a whale lying dead on a beach Well I don't think you can practice the bullshit you preach Because you are a doctor, keep Clorox bleach And you'll be dead on my grass by morning point Some manure to feed the flowers 'Cause I am no longer counting hours This song is the cap of a bottle of power that you can die hoping you will not devour Because you are not a fucking princess, you are a car with a dead battery Now that my life is no longer a mess, all of the pieces are falling into place