I've got a really bad disease   It's got me begging   On my hands and knees   So take me to emergency   'Cause something seems to be missing      Somebody take the pain away   It's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain   So send me to the pharmacy   So I can lose my memory      I'm elated   Medicated   Lord knows I've tried to find a way   To run away      I think they found another cure   For broken hearts and feeling insecure   You'd be surprised what I endure   What makes you feel so self-assured?      I need to find a place to hide   You never know what could be   Waiting outside   The accidents that you could find   It's like some kind of suicide      So what ails you is what impales you   I feel like I've been crucified to be satisfied      I'm a victim of my symptom   I am my own worst enemy   You're a victim of your symptom   You are your own worst enemy   Know your enemy      I'm elated   Medicated   I am my own worst enemy   So what ails you is what impales you   You are your own worst enemy      You're a victim of the system   You are your own worst enemy   You're a victim of the system   You are your own worst enemy