Don't play the tortured artist with me,
Or you can pack up all your bags and then leave.
Yea you know what I'm saying and
I'm praying for you to take heed.
It's like your mother was drunk all the time
And your brother turned to a life of crime,
You fear he's lost direction,
You feel he's finally lost his way
Well look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls
Well look out on the bright side,
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls ( ye ..ea - 1st time through)
Don't play the tortured artist with me,
Cause it's not all about you now what about me
You can save your breath son cause
I never said that I was going to leave you,
It's like your father, he never came home
And your sister spent her life on the phone
And all the other kids used to give you shit
all the time
Chorus
Maybe I'll dive for treasure
Or maybe I'll ski the world
Or maybe I'll just go live in the hills
Maybe I'll find my pleasure with
Some far eastern girl
Or maybe I'll still be living in the hills
Ye.....a Ye ......ah
He... ah he .... ah....
Don't play the tortured artist with me
Don't play the tortured artist with me
It's a fear of loosing direction
It's a fear you've lost your way
It's a fear of loosing face and that
Someone can replace you
It's a fear of loosing direction
It's a fear you've lost your way
It's a fear of loosing face and that
Someone can replace you
Chorus
Just look out at the world
Just look out at the world
Just look out at the world
Repeat 4 times
Am (played once then held)
Don't play the tortured artist with me.
Or you can pack up all your bags and then leave.
Yea you know what I'm saying and
I'm praying for you to take heed.
It's like your mother was drunk all the time
And your brother turned to a life of crime,
You fear he's lost direction,
You feel he's finally lost his way
Well look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls
Well look out on the bright side,
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls ( ye ..ea - 1st time through)
Don't play the tortured artist with me,
Cause it's not all about you now what about me
You can save your breath son cause
I never said that I was going to leave you,
It's like your father, he never came home
And your sister spent her life on the phone
And all the other kids used to give you shit
all the time
Chorus
Maybe I'll dive for treasure
Or maybe I'll ski the world
Or maybe I'll just go live in the hills
Maybe I'll find my pleasure with
Some far eastern girl
Or maybe I'll still be living in the hills
Ye.....a Ye ......ah
He... ah he .... ah....
Don't play the tortured artist with me
Don't play the tortured artist with me
It's a fear of loosing direction
It's a fear you've lost your way
It's a fear of loosing face and that
Someone can replace you
It's a fear of loosing direction
It's a fear you've lost your way
It's a fear of loosing face and that
Someone can replace you
Chorus
Just look out at the world
Just look out at the world
Just look out at the world
Repeat 4 times
Am (played once then held)
Don't play the tortured artist with me.