By the time I left
I was all used up
I can't drink water
From an empty cup

By the time you left
You were so far gone
I threw you a party
And you played along

I brought my money
And I gave my time
I lost my youth
And my peace of mind

I fed the flock
While you chopped the vine
You told me I'd better stay in line

Now I'm walking away
With my head held high
Walking away
Gonna live and let it die

Just around the corner
Comes a Sunday morning
I'm about as easy
As a panic attack
Inevitable once
I sound my warning
Nothing is holding me back

You held my babies
While I held my tongue
You waved the Word
Like a loaded gun

By the time you left
You were so strung out
But there's nothing
To see here
Nothing to talk about!

Therapy and Prozac
Never did me any wrong
I won't keep quiet
While I've got a song

Therapy and Prozac
Wouldn't do you any wrong
I won't keep quiet
While I've got a song