John Doe (feat. Priscilla)

Seems like your heart stops working

The minute they close the curtain

You take off your mask

And take off your costume

And if anyone asks you're taking a smoke break

Drinking some coffee

But everyone knows what you're doing

Seems like the bus moves slower

Just 'cause you got somewhere to go

So you take a few pills in Beverly Hills

But if anyone asks, you've got a prescription

You got an addiction

Who do you think that you're fooling?

John Doe, I just want the John I know

Once you put the drinks on hold

Maybe you could come back home

John Doe

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Errybody's addicted to something

Errybody gotta grip onto something

Even if it's just to feel the response of appeal

Maybe once, maybe twice

Maybe hundreds of times, hundreds of times

Without it, it's just harder to function at times

You race to the bottom of every single bottle

As if there was someone or something to find

You struggle in your mind

And you tell yourself lie after lie

'Til you get to the point where it's no longer private

That people that you work with noticed the signs

When you walk in the room

It gets noticeably quiet

So you break up the silence, you say you've been at the gym

But the way that you look, can't blame on the diet

So what you hiding?

John Doe, I just want the John I know

Once you put the drinks on hold

Maybe you could come back home

John Doe

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Yeah, I've probably had too many things

Smashed too many freaks

Had too much to dro-I mean

Had too much to drink

Left the club, ended up in custody

Random drug test, passed it luckily

My girl broke up wit' me 'cause she walked in suddenly

With a woman up under me

I told her, "Wait

It ain't what it look like

I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me"

Well, at least I admit it, 'cause the worst you could do

Is to do it and not be man enough to say that you did it

That's just how you prevent it, well I ain't no different

I love all the money, the fame

And the parties with beautiful women

I spent so much time as a underground artist

'Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business

And what I'd become

But that what you'd judge you become

The path with the greatest resistance

That's how the tables can turn when they pivot

And change your perspective and flip your entire position

My whole life I've been dying and wishing to live and experience

Everything possible

When I told 'em my dreams, they just said it ain't logical

Now, I can see it, it's optical (Optical, optical, optical, optical)

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

John Doe, I just want the John I know

Once you put the drinks on hold

Maybe you could come back home

John Doe