I'm not o.k. I'm just another psycho They opened up the door, to my insanity They should've slammed it shut right then And thrown away the key They stitched up my head, from my lobotomy They should've never let me out

Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can That you're wearing Tearing me apart New York City blues East side, West side lose Goin' under, rats in the cellar Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow