You told me you knew a truth, the truth would set me free,
I bought all your bullshit, it made sense to me,
Over, under, all about, the fools are runnin’ round,
And the truth that you promised me has been driven underground.
She called me yesterday in tears, said sex was off the table,
I believed in love, and thought it pure like the fable,
Up and down, through and through, diseases abound,
Those sex lies are by betrayal crowned.
All in my head. The patterns of behaviour.
All in my head. The things that I saw.
All in my head. Law and Disorder.
All in my head, better off in bed, better off unsaid..
The Man called to sell me shiny things,
To have this stuff would set me free on wings,
Debtors and Creditors, the money can’t be found,
The freedom we were sold has such a tinny hollow sound.
All in my head. The patterns of behaviour.
All in my head. The things that I saw.
All in my head. Law and Disorder.
All in my head, and I’m better off in bed, pretty much dead..
Teachers and cops and friends and enemies.
Family and employers and childhood priests.
They gave you the iron, they gave you the plans,
But you built up your prison with your own two hands.
Found my diary today, from when I was fifteen,
I lied to myself , like I was the star of the scene,
Around and around, in ever smaller circles,
I counted off the years like I was counting kills.
All in my head. The patterns of behaviour.
All in my head. The things that I saw.
All in my head. Law and Disorder.
All in my head, and I’m better off in bed, better off unsaid,
Pretty much dead, Better off unsaid.
EDIT: I prefer the version of these words LMNO put to music down there \/, so I'm making the small changes he made to this.