Nobody is the doctor...

Cada vez que esté triste y se me dé por usar a alguien de almohada, punching ball o pañuelo, me voy a cantar a mí misma esta canción. :(

Not the doctor - Alanis Morissette

I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours...
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey hidden in the bottom drawer.
I don't want to be a bondage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air!

I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you,
I don't want to be your babysitter, you're a very big boy now!
I don't want to 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 want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon
And I don't want to be your other half, I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face at midnight, hey.
What are you hungry for??

I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together...
I don't want to be your idol, see, this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights.
I don't want to be lived through a vicarious occasion, please!
Open the window!

I don't want to live on Sunday when my motto is last week,
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart and it's wounded beat.
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling...
What do you thank me...
what do you thank me for??