Lyrics: Tom Kitt/Brian Yorkey
Music: Tom Kitt
Who's crazy
The husband or wife
Who's crazy
To live their whole life
Believing that somehow
Things aren't as bizarre as they are
Who's crazy
The one who can't cope
Or maybe the one who'll still hope
The one who sees doctors
Or the one who just waits in the car
And I was
A wild twenty-five
And I loved
A wife so alive
But now I believe I would settle
For one who can drive
The round blue ones with food
But not with the oblong
White ones the white ones with the round yellow ones
But not the trapezoidal green ones
Split the green ones
Into thirds with a tiny chisel
Use a mortar and pestle to grind
My psychopharmacologist and I
It's like an odd romance
Intense and very intimate
We do our dance
My psychopharmacologist and I
Call it a lover's game
He knows my deepest secrets
I know his name
And though he will
Never hold me
He'll always take my calls
It's truly like he told me
Without a little lift
The ballerina falls
Goodman diana
Bipolar depressive with delusional episodes
Sixteen-year history of medication
Adjustments after one week
I've got less anxiety but I have headaches blurry vision
And I can't feel my toes
So we'll try again and eventually we'll get it right
Not a very exact science is it
Zoloft and paxil and buspar and xanax
Depakote klonopin ambien prozac
Ativan calms me when I see the bills
These are a few of my favorite pills
Oh thank doctor
Valium is my favorite color
How'd you know
Goodman diana second adjustment after three weeks
Delusions less frequent but depressive state worse
I'm nauseous and I'm constipated
Completely lost my appetite and gained six pounds
Which you know is just not fair
May cause the following
Side effects one or more
Dizziness drowsiness
sexual dysfunction
Headaches and tremors and nightmares and Palpitations
Diarrhea constipation Nervous laughter seizures
Anxiousness anger
Exhaustion insomnia
Irritability
Nausea vomiting
Odd and alarming sexual feelings
Oh and one last thing
Use may be fatal
Use may be fatal
Use may be fatal
Goodman diana
Third adjustment after five weeks reports
Continued mild anxiety and some lingering depression
I now can't feel my fingers or my toes
I sweat profusely for no reason
Fortunately
I have absolutely no desire for
*** although whether that's the medicine or the marriage
Is anybody's guess
I'm sure it's the medicine
Oh thank you that's very sweet
But my husband's waiting
In the car
Who's crazy
The one who's half-gone
Or maybe
The one who holds on
Remembering when she was twenty
And brilliant and bold
And I was so young
And so dumb
And now I am old
And she was
And though he'll never
Wicked and wired
Hold me
The *** was
He'll always take
Simply inspired
My calls
Now there's no ***
It's truly like
She's depressed
He told me
And me I'm just tired
Without a little lift
Tired tired tired
The ballerina falls
Who's crazy
My psychopharmacologist
The one who's uncured
And I
Or maybe
The one who's endured
Together side by side
The one who has
Without him I'd die
Treatments
Or the one who just
My psychopharmacologist
Lives with the pain
And I
They say love is blind
But believe me
Love is insane
Goodman diana seven weeks
I don't feel like myself I mean
I don't feel anything
Hmpf patient stable