We live on the memories,

That keep us alive,

That makes us thrive,

That shows us love.

 

Its good,

I'm not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

Oh help me,

I cry to God,

But what will He say?

 

Its good,

I'm not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

Roses upon the bed,

Candles in a heart,

A kiss on the lips,

In front of a lit fireplace.

 

Its good,

I'm not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

I'm weak,

Can we talk about it?

It has become so quick,

That I don't know,

Where the Hell I am.

 

Its good,

I'm not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

A love machine,

Is what we are,

Broken down,

Where is the repairer?

 

Its good,

I'm not.

 

What do we do now?

 

Mental case.

 

How can I help myself?

 

Locked up.

 

Wine on the table,

Music in the background,

No light,

But candles,

And some food on the table.

 

Its good,

I’m not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

Beaten,

Kicked,

Pain is what I receive.

 

I reach out,

But no hand,

Grabs to help me up.

 

Its good,

I’m not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

I run away,

And fall for a pretty face,

I tell her I care.

 

But I screw up,

And I change,

To some type of monster.

 

Its good,

I’m not.

 

I move in,

Close beside her.

 

Its good,

I’m not,

Mental case,

Locked up.

 

I’m scared,

But I think,

Its time to come home.

 

I look up,

And I see you,

Reaching down,

To pull me up.

 

Its all good,

And I smile,

Because I’m in love,

And I’m ready to live on.

 

Unlock the door,

Sound is what I am,

Good-bye to the doctors,

For I am going home,

To whom I love.