In Treatment - Call Me Malcolm

Out of hope

Out of rope

I’m sick of caring

And unable to cope

Can’t stop the humming

Or the fingers drumming boredom

On this little tightrope

Then every week

We talk

I can’t stop thinking

That I’m not waving

Cause I think I’m sinking

I crack a smile

Cause I’m better off when I’m not

Under the scope

I gotta get me out of here

I’ve been face down the best part of a week

I wish I could say that every time we speak

I don’t feel so good, FYI

And by the way

(It's gonna be okay)

But I’m not in the mood

To talk about my day

(It's gonna be okay!)

So then I can conclude

This mental overflow

Is over the line

I hate this talk show

Words help

Everybody insists

It’s just a matter of time

Better medication

Means a little agitation

And it feels alright

Then every week

We talk

I can’t stop thinking

That I’m not waving

Cause I think I’m sinking

I can’t eat

I can’t sleep

I can’t feel

And I can’t tonight

I gotta get me out of here

This therapy’s making me weak

I wish I could say that every time

We live our lives for the weekend

In my defence

I don’t feel so good, FYI

And by the way

(It's gonna be okay)

But I’m not in the mood

To talk about my day

(It's gonna be okay!)

So then I can conclude

This mental overflow

Is over the line

I hate this talk show

I don’t feel so good, FYI

And by the way

(It's gonna be okay)

But I’m not in the mood

To talk about my day

(It's gonna be okay!)

So then I can conclude

This mental overflow

Is over the line

I hate this talk show