Chemical Apple

chemical apple of my eye
you've got a new heart well so do i
the spin of a cap the picture of health
in a plastic container on a medicine shelf
it's robin's egg blue and it's ready to pop
it evened me out now it's droppin' me off
the edge of a cliff the edge of a rusty
razor blade i'll never give up

a little uplifted a little confused
as drunk as a skunk if a skunk could drink booze
but never quite happy no never quite high
you're a son of a bitch and i hope that you die

[chorus]
you'll come to love the color of the counter of a bar
you can't see where you're goin' if you don't know where you are

a barrel of monkeys a premium bull
what in the world are you tryin' to pull
you're tuggin' my strings you jerk me around
like a marionette of a rodeo clown
the puppet show is over

[chorus]

[chorus]