Lyrics I'm Breaking Down - Stephanie J. Block

I'm Breaking Down

I’d like to be a princess on a throne
To have a country I could call my own
And a king
Who’s lusty and requires a fling
With a female thing
Great men will be men
Let me turn on the gas
I caught them in the den
With Marvin grabbing Whizzer’s ass
Oh sure, I’m sure, he’s sure
He did his best
I mean he meant to be what he was not
The things he was are things which I forgot
He’s a queen, I’m a queen
Where is my crown?
I’m breaking down
I’m breaking down
My life is shitty and my kid seems like an idiot to me
I mean, that’s sick
I mean, he’s great
It’s me who is the matter
Talking madder than the maddest hatter
If I repeat one more word, I swear I’ll lose my brain
Oh, what else should I explain?
Oh yes, it’s true
I can cry on cue, but so can you
I’m breaking down
I’m breaking down
Down, down
You ask me is it fun to cry over nothing?
It is, I’m breaking down
Now let’s consider what I might do next
I hate admitting I’ve become perplexed
I’m berieved
I’ve cried, I’ve shook
I’ve yelled, I’ve heaved
I have been deceived
As enemies go, Whizzer is not so bad
It’s just he’s so damn happy
That is makes me so damn mad
I want to hate him, but I really can’t
It’s like a nightmare how this all proceeds
I hope that Whizzer don’t fulfill his needs
Don’t is wrong, sing along
What was the noun?
I’m breaking down
I’m breaking down
I’ll soon redecorate these stalls
I’d like some padding on the walls
And also pills
I wanna sleep
Sure, things will probably worsen
But it’s not like I’m some healthy person
I’ve rethought my talks with Marv
And one fact does emerge
Oh, I think I like his shrink
So that is why I might turn to drink
I’m on the bring of breaking down
I’m breaking down
Down, down
I only want to love a man who can love me
Or like me
Or help me
Help me
Marvin was never mine
He took his meetings in the boy’s latrine
I used to cry, he’d make a scene
I rather die than dry clean Marvin’s wedding gown
I’m breaking down
I’m breaking down
It’s so upsetting when I found that what’s rectangular is round
I mean, it stinks
I mean, he’s queer
And me, I’m just a freak who needs it
Maybe every other week
I don’t know
I’ve rethought the fun we’ve had
And one fact does emerge
I’ve played the foolish clown
The almost virgin who sings this dirge
Is on the verge
Of breaking down
I’m breaking down
Down, down
The only thing that’s breaking up is my family
The only thing that’s breaking up is my family
But me, I’m breaking down