Some say to me ‘Be sensible,’
Some scream to just ‘Go mad.’
Some tell me be ‘As good as gold,’
Some whisper ‘Just be bad!’

I listen to the options that these voices give to me,
Some tell me that I’m chained and bound,
Some claim that I am free.
Often when I’m fast asleep, or lying in my bed
Is when the voices come to me,
They get inside my head!

Some tell me to be gracious for the lovers that I’ve had,
Some tell me to be celibate, ’coz ‘sleeping round’ is bad.
They say to find a loving man who’ll treat me like he should.
The others say there’s no such thing,
A dog is just as good.

But what I want to understand,
Is why they chose my brain.
I wish sometimes they’d just ‘Shut Up!’
They’re driving me insane.
I feel like I am so confused,
My head spins round and round.
I think they want me to freak out,
I jump at every sound.

Some say I’m just a psycho,
A ‘Good for nothing link!’
The others say I’m ‘Not like that,’
I’m worth more than I think.