Not the Doctor

I don't wanna be the filler if the void is solely yours I don't wanna be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer And I don't wanna be a bandage if the wound is not mine Lend me some fresh air I don't wanna be adored for what I merely represent to you I don't wanna be your babysitter You're a very big boy now I don't wanna 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 wanna be the sweeper of the eggshells that you walk upon I don't wanna be your other half I believe that one and one make two I don't wanna be your food or the light From the fridge on your face at midnight Hey, what are you hungry for? I don't wanna be the glue that holds your pieces together I don't wanna be your idol See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights I don't wanna 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 wanna live on someday when my motto is last week and I I don't wanna be responsible for Your fractured heart and its wounded beat I don't wanna 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