Articulate Lyrics

'Baby, you're way too articulate

Please just tell me that you're sad'

Is what you told me

When I told you

Every thought I've ever had

Great minds think alike so

Which one of us is the weakling?

Real help is expensive

So I'll just follow the feeling

Baby, don't you 'babe' me

Silly me, I got it bad

Am I crazy?

You call me crazy

But I'm not the worst you've had

Have me

Do you have me like you had me before

It was socially acceptable?

Have me

Do you have me in a noose?

Oh, you do

I'm trying, I promise

I'm trying to be

Nothing more or less than a body

I'm trying to be that

I'm trying to see

That all of these feelings are bad for your psyche

Now your reputation won't suffer

As long as I keep it under the covers

I know that you mean well

If anyone asks

Baby, be articulate

Please just tell me how you feel

Hate me?

That's ridiculous

But at least the hatred's real