Trust me . . .
I told you I would be with you one day, rule number one, the doctor lies.
It isn’t that simple, which lie is closer to the truth.
I tell you so many, that could be true or maybe I am playing games trying everything to find the truth
I can take much from what I watch and read, would it get me closer to you
Will someone else give me the key to the making that beginning a lie, another escape from myself.
Every now and again I feel someone try that door, only to have me answer then walk away
Its like if it isn’t you, I ain’t opening up.
You know me better than most, sometimes maybe better than myself, maybe that’s why you won’t give in to me
I am still learning, trust me on that.
Deep down I’m every bit like the doctor
Smart, funny, crazy, weird, bitter, old, young and sad.
I may not have the blue box, I do not uphold the laws of time
but I am definitely a mad man and all of those above all.