Thanks to you

Thanks to you, I’m moving on
Chasing out my skeletons
And the troubles they have caused

And all thanks to you, I’m turning over
The pages in this book of revelations
About self-medication

But there’s this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy?)
As the ghost of you
Hangs over my bed

Thanks to you
I’m not myself
I’m all strung out
That much is clear

And I’ll spend my
Whole life-time
With your life line
Wrapped around my throat

Thanks to you
All thanks to you

Thanks to you, I’ve lost my touch
I struggle to find the sense, in making sense
And giving a semblance of a fuck

And thanks to you for all the nightmares
There’s not a night that I sleep quiet and complacent
Without my medication

Cause there’s this ringing in my head
(Who said it was gonna be easy?)
As the ghost of you
Hangs over my bed

Thanks to you
I’m not myself
I’m all strung out
That much is clear

And I’ll spend my
Whole life-time
With your life line
Wrapped around my throat

Thanks to you
All thanks to you

But there’s this ringing in my head
As the ghost of you
Hangs over my bed

Thanks to you
I’m not myself
I’m all strung out
That much is clear

And I’ll spend my
Whole life-time
With your life line
Wrapped around my throat

Thanks to you
Thanks to you
Thanks to you
All thanks to you