Not the Doctor (2015 Remaster)
Alanis Morissette"Not the Doctor (2015 Remaster)" is a song by Alanis Morissette, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:32 long and contains 65 lines and 408 words.
0:11I don't want to be the filler
0:13If the void is solely yours
0:16I don't want to be your glass
0:18Of single malt whiskey
0:20Hidden in the bottom drawer
0:22I don't want to be a bandage
0:24If the wound is not mine
0:27Lend me some fresh air
0:32I don't want to be adored
0:34For what I merely represent to you
0:38I don't want to be your babysitter
0:40You're a very big boy now
0:43I don't want to be your mother
0:45I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
0:48Show me the back door
0:54Visiting hours are 9 to 5
0:56And if I show up at 10 past 6
0:58Well I already know
1:01That you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
1:05Mind the empty bottle
1:06With the holes along the bottom
1:09You see it's too much to ask for
1:12And I am not the doctor
1:26I don't want to be the sweeper
1:28Of the egg shells that you walk upon
1:31And I don't want to be your other half
1:34I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
1:37I don't want to be your food or the light
1:39From the fridge on your face
1:41At midnight hey
1:42What are you hungry for
1:48I don't want to be the glue
1:49That holds your pieces together
1:53I don't want to be your idol
1:55See this pedestal is high
1:57And I'm afraid of heights
1:59I don't want to be lived through
2:00A vicarious occasion
2:03Please open the window
2:09Visiting hours are 9 to 5
2:11And if I show up at 10 past 6
2:14Well I already know
2:16That you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
2:20Mind the empty bottle
2:22With the holes along the bottom
2:24You see it's too much to ask for
2:27And I am not the doctor
2:41I don't want to live on someday
2:44When my motto is last week
2:47I don't want to be responsible
2:49For your fractured heart
2:50And it's wounded beat
2:52I don't want to be a substitute
2:54For the smoke you've been inhaling
2:58What do you thank me
3:00What do you thank me for
3:03Visiting hours are 9 to 5
3:05And if I show up at 10 past 6
3:08Well I already know
3:10That you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
3:14Mind the empty bottle
3:15With the holes along the bottom
3:18You see it's too much to ask for
3:21And I am not the doctor
3:32End
I don't want to be the filler If the void is solely yours I don't want to be your glass Of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don't want to be a bandage If the wound is not mine Lend me some fresh air I don't want to be adored For what I merely represent to you I don't want to be your babysitter You're a very big boy now I don't want to be your mother I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months Show me the back door Visiting hours are 9 to 5 And if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know That you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle With the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for And I am not the doctor I don't want to be the sweeper Of the egg shells that you walk upon And I don't want to be your other half I believe that 1 and 1 make 2 I don't want to be your food or the light From the fridge on your face At midnight hey What are you hungry for I don't want to be the glue That holds your pieces together I don't want to be your idol See this pedestal is high And I'm afraid of heights I don't want to be lived through A vicarious occasion Please open the window Visiting hours are 9 to 5 And if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know That you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle With the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for And I am not the doctor I don't want to live on someday When my motto is last week I don't want to be responsible For your fractured heart And it's wounded beat I don't want to be a substitute For the smoke you've been inhaling What do you thank me What do you thank me for Visiting hours are 9 to 5 And if I show up at 10 past 6 Well I already know That you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh Mind the empty bottle With the holes along the bottom You see it's too much to ask for And I am not the doctor End
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