Maybe He's Crazy

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Maybe he's crazy, maybe he's coming undone,
Maybe he's crazy, now he's gone and hurt a certain one.

An anaesthetic administered locally,
And went straight to his mouth 'til his tongue mutinied,
And lashed the one he'd sworn himself to guard,
A careless verbal dagger struck the softest place so hard.

Maybe he's crazy, maybe he's coming undone,
Maybe he's crazy, now he's gone and hurt a certain one

A darkened phantom from reckless youth had returned,
And took control until one more bridge had been burned,
And by the time he saw the smouldering heap,
He wished he could rebuild it so he'd have somewhere to leap.

Maybe he's crazy, maybe he's coming undone,
Maybe he's crazy, now he's gone and hurt a certain one

Now in the bathroom he's quietly locked the door,
And leans against the wall 'til he slides to the floor,
And there he sobs in silence and regret,
While offering up anything to save whatever's left.

Maybe he's crazy, maybe he's coming undone,
Maybe he's crazy, now he's gone and hurt a certain one,

Maybe he's crazy, crazy is as crazy does,
Maybe he's crazy, now he's hurt someone he loves.

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from Hearsay Is 20​/​20, released January 12, 2017

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