Not The Doctor-Alanis Morissette
I don't want to be the filler
is the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey hidden in the bottom
drawer
I don't want to be the bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Visiting hours are nine
to five and if I show up at ten past six well I
Already know that you'd find someway to sneak me in and ohh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom you see it's
Too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
I don't want to be the sweeper
of the eggshells that you walk upon
I don't want to be your other half I believe that one and one makes two
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 you idol see this pedestal is too high and I'm afraid
of heights
I don't want to be lived through a vicarious occasion
Please open the window
Chorus
I don't want to live on
someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart and it's wounded
beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling
What do you think me for?
What do you think me for?
Chorus
Entered by Analyne.
