The Real Me

I went back to the doctor

To get another shrink

I sit and tell him about my weekend

But he never betrays what he thinks

Can you see the real me, doctor?

I went back to my mother

I said, "I'm crazy ma, help me."

She said, "I know how it feels son

'Cause it runs in the family"

Can you see the real me, mother?

The cracks between the paving stones

Look like rivers of flowing veins

Strange people who know me

Peeping from behind every window pane

The girl I used to love

Lives in this yellow house

Yesterday she passed me by

She doesn't want to know me now

Can you see the real me, can you?

I ended up with the preacher

Full of lies and hate

I seemed to scare him a little

So he showed me to the golden gate

Can you see the real me preacher?

Can you see the real me doctor?

Can you see the real me mother?

Can you see the real me?