Asylum

In the lonely asylum I lay Surrounded by people I know are all crazy And though I say I'd rather not be with them In the lonely asylum I lay I wish I could find someone as crazy as me. In the asylum it's people that make you lonely It's your own madness And though I say I'd rather have my crazy than your crazy I wish I could find someone as crazy as me. Me and my crazy are friends, We both like puzzles It's a two piece puzzle We're looking for the last piece Me and my crazy are friends I'm still lonely though. Because one day it'll die And though I'd be happy to see it go I'll have no one to finish this damn puzzle with. I'm still lonely though. I'm the psychologist here. But I think I'm the craziest Because unlike when I see my patients I get to see all of me I'm the psychologist here. A crazy psychologist won't do So I think I'll resign Into my own mental fabric Woven with disappointment, because A crazy psychologist won't do.