Haunted Head

I'm up at six

I get a slice of bread

I cut a hole in it

I crack a little egg into a frying pan

And I try to get my mind turned off

I'm naked now

Because it doesn't really matter

When the shades are down

I was born this way

I'll die this way

I don't know how I'm ever gonna

Tell myself the truth

I live alone

A house without a heart

Is not a home

I think I may destroy the things I own

I'm going back

Way back to black and red

Inside my haunted head

I get the prayer shawl on

I wrap myself in something

That is way beyond anything

My mind can get its dirty fingers on

I'm going through the motions like a champ

I take these aimless drives

From two a.m. to four I live these

Secret lives, identities that all die off

Not one survives

By morning there's nobody at the wheel

I'm out in Lake Street now

I'm coming to a red light

But there's no one around

The law sits on my shoulder

And it weighs me down

It's talking in a language

Long since dead

Inside my haunted head

Gentlemen, I'm having too much fun

My arms around the toilet

Like a long-lost chum

I'm kneeling at the throne

I'm stricken deaf and dumb

I'm learning what it means to really pray

Tried to get cute with pain

I thought I could avoid it

Thought I knew the game

But just when you get the hang of

It the rules all change

And you're doing time

For crimes that don't exist

So I sit and wait

'Til I can finally see the sense it makes

I know this sick world's

Bound to be explained

So I'm hanging on if only by a

Thread inside my haunted head