Alanis Morissette Not The Doctor (Acoustic) Lyrics

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 bandage 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 eggshells that you walk upon
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 someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart
and its 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

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No quiero ser el relleno si el vacio es solo tuyo
No quiero ser el vaso de tu whisky de malta
escondido en el fondo de tu cajon
No quiero ser una venda si la herida no es mia
Concedeme un poco de aire fresco

No quiero ser adorada por lo que meramente represento para ti
No quiero ser tu niñera
Ya eres un niño bastante grande
No quiero ser tu madre
Yo no te lleve en mi vientre por nueve meses
Muestrame la puerta trasera

Las horas de visita son de nueve a cinco y si me presento a las diez y seis bueno
ya se que encontrarias alguna forma de evadirme y oh
fijate en la botella vacia con los agujeros por todo el fondo mira hay
demasiado por preguntar y yo no soy el doctor

No quiero ser la barrendera de las cascaras de huevo sobre las que caminaste
No quiero ser tu otra mitad yo creo que uno y uno hacen dos
No quiero ser la comida o la luz del refrigerador en tu cara a la medianoche
Hey de que estas ambriento?

No quiero ser el pegamento que mantenga tus piezas unidas
No quiero ser tu idolo
mira este pedestal es demasiado alto y le tengo miedo a las alturas
No quiero haber vivido a traves de una ocasion delegada
Por favor abre la ventana

No quiero mantenerme viva algun dia cuando mi lema es la semana pasada
No quiero ser responsable de tu corazon fracturado y su latido lastimoso
No quiero ser un sustituto del humo que has estado inhalando
Bueno, que me agradeces?
De que me agradeces?