Rusty Cage

Bellevue Boy


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Through the bars, the sun goes down.
I sit alone in my padded cell.
Waiting for the morning to come,
my baby's locked in room 101

And I know what the doctor said
about the voices inside of my head
can I find love in a place like this?
Yeah, a little dab'll do ya know.

We were out in the yard
when I first saw you there
running your fingers through
your malnourished hair

I asked you to be my woman,
yeah, and you said maybe
it ain't easy being crazy,
but I'm crazy for you baby.

I'll be your Bellevue Boy,
if you'll be my psychopathic woman
we'll spend the rest of our lives,
talking to ourselves,
bouncing off the walls all night

Like the spider eats the fly,
the bird eats the spider
you drink your pills
and wash it down with apple cider.

My friends they tell me they like you,
they live in my head
I think about you when
they strap me to the bed.

I'll be your Bellevue Boy,
if you'll be my psychopathic woman
we'll spend the rest of our lives,
talking to ourselves,
bouncing off the walls all night.