-Stitched Soul Serenade-

You put Me in a straightjacket
And locked me up
You hit Me in the head with a hatchet
And watched the monkeys long off My back
Feed on my brain in revenge

I'm calling up at 3 A.M. to apologize
My mind is as clear as a stormy sky
I say: "Please forgive me for I know not what I do,
As you can see i've done it many times before!"

It hurts to find out
That you were so wrong
And even more
When you were wrong all along
But when you're swinging at
the end of your rope
And you feel there's no hope... there is.