Medicine Man (from "Served Like A Girl" soundtrack)

I'm coming forth to attention
You've fallen, man
Look at this disaster
This was not the plan
I can be an angel
And I can be your blame
I can keep on talking, but you're not listening

So I can't be your wise man
And I can't be your saint
No, I can't be your prophet
Or your medicine man
No, oh, eh, and your medicine man
No, oh, eh, and your medicine man

The truth has one definition
You make truth from a lie
Your words have lost all the meaning
It's no surprise
I'm paralyzed
What is there to say?
I realize
You're not my prop, prop-property
You're not my prop, prop-property

So I can't be your wise man
And I can't be your saint
No, I can't be your prophet
Or your medicine man
And I can't be your answer
And I can't be your friend
And I can't be your lover
Or your medicine man
No, oh, eh, and your medicine man
No, oh, eh, and your medicine man

I don't look for the white dove
There won't be a rainbow
I tried, I tried, I tried
I tried to break your fall
I don't look for the white dove
There won't be a rainbow
I tried, I tried, I tried
I tried to break your fall

So I can't be your wise man
And I can't be your saint
No, I can't be your prophet
Or your medicine man
I can't be your answer
And I can't be your friend
And I can't be your lover
Or your medicine man
No, oh, eh, your medicine man
No, oh, eh, your medicine man
No, oh, eh, I'm not your medicine man