If I could do what I want I would become an electrician I'd climb inside my ears And I would rearrange the wires in my brain Different me would be inhabiting this body To have two cars, a garage, a job And I would go to church on Sunday A diagram of faulty circuitry Explains how I was made Now the engineer is listening As I voice all my complaints From an orchestra of shaking metal keeping me awake I was just wondering if there's any way that you made a mistake 'Cause I miss you the way that I miss nicotine If it makes me feel better, how bad could it be? Well I heard there's a fix for everything Then why, then why, then why Then why not me? The 1st of April saw the sickening repair Wore my best shirt to the clinic decorated with the laminate name No one is laughing from an audience of folding plastic chairs And I'm not fooled when you tell me that you're glad I came Am I honest to admit or just a hypocrite? I know I should be being optimistic but I'm doubtful I can change Grit my teeth and try to act deserving When I know there is nowhere I can hide From your humiliating grace 'Cause if you swear that it's true Then I have to believe What I hear evangelicals say on TV And if there's enough left after everyone else Then why, then why, then why Then why not me?