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EI don't want to be the filler if the
Esus4void is solely yours
EI don't want to be your glass of single maEsus4lt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawerE
EI don't want to be the bandage if the wEsus4ound is not mine
ELend me someEsus4 fresh aEir
EI don't want to be adored for what I
Esus4merely represent to you
EI don't want to be your baby sitter
You're a Esus4very big boy now
EI don't want to be your mother
I didn't cEsus4arry you in my womb for nine months
EShow me thEsus4e back door
GVisiting hours are A9 to 5 and if
I shEow up at 10 past 6, well I
GAlready Aknow that you'd find
Esome way to sneak me in and oh
GMind the empty Abottle with the
Eholes along the bottom, you see it's
F#mToo much to ask for and I Am7am not the docDtor E
I don't want to be the sweeper of the
eggshells that you up walk upon
I don't want to be your other half
I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be your food or the
light from the fridge on your face at midnight
Hey what are you hungry for
I don't want to be the glue
that holds your pieces together
I don't want to be your idol
see this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights
I don't want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion, please
open the window
Repeat Chorus
I don't want to live on someday
when my motto is next week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart
and its wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute
for the smoke you've been inhaling
What do you thank me
What do you thank me for
Repeat Chorus
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