Tip of My Tongue

It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane, hey! It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane I feel it swirl in my mouth, I feel it drip down my throat And if it weren't for epiglottis, well, I'd probably choke, ho! I used to not really care, I'd never watch what I'd say I didn't think that tomorrow depends on today But now I'm bitin' my lip, yeah, and it's crampin' my style Said I'm gonna get it right but it might take a while I'm running on bad medicine It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane I feel it freaking me out, I feel it sucks and it blows And if you ask me to stop, well, baby that's how it goes Tied like a sailor's knot, I swear there's nothing worse This tongue's a blessing and this blessing is a curse, whoa I'm running out of adrenaline It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane It's at the top of my lungs, it's on the back of my neck I never thought that I'd turn and become such a wreck It's on the tip of my fingers and the tips of my toes And if you're asking me, "Yes?" Well, then I'll probably say "No" Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Whoa-oh, whoa-oh It's on the tip of my tongue, it's in the back of my brain I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane I'm not a doctor but I think this'll drive me insane I'm not a shrink but I think I can drink you away