Lyrics

Felt her kiss to the roots of my teeth
She left her felt so I wrote underneath
Of the tissue with tears barely dried
I'm only bleeding on the inside

And these chemicals rack my brain
I'm a patient not a name
Send you pictures from life's other side
I'm only bleeding from the inside

My handlers say that I'm a little intense
Got political ideas on every side of the fence
Glue pennies to the floor at the morgue
It just doesn't make sense

A disease they can't quite place
Hold the eight ball and the ace
Swing against the rising tide
I'm only bleeding on the inside

Through the zig-zag, jet-lag times
And the bitter street-wise rhymes
Way too cute for suicide
I'm only bleeding on the inside