Brian Yorkey - My Psychopharmacologist and I (As it relates to The Scarlet Letter) lyrics

Dan: Who's crazy- The husband or wife? Who's crazy? To live their whole life Believing that somehow Things aren't as bizarre as they are? Who's crazy— The one who can't cope Or maybe the one who'll still hope? The one who sees doctors Or the one who just waits in the car? And I was A wild twenty-five And I loved A wife so alive But now I believe I would settle For one who can drive Doctor Fine: [Spoken] The round blue ones with food, but not with the oblong White ones, the white ones with the round yellow ones But not the trapezoidal green ones. Split the green ones Into thirds with a tiny chisel, use a mortar and pestle to grind... Diana: My psychopharmacologist and I... It's like an odd romance— Intense and very intimate We do our dance My psychopharmacologist and I... Call it a lover's game— He knows my deepest secrets— I know his... name And though he will Never hold me He'll always take my calls It's truly like he told me: Without a little lift The ballerina falls Doctor Fine: [Spoken] Goodman, Diana. Bipolar depressive with delusional episodes Sixteen-year history of medication. Adjustments after one Week Diana: [Spoken] I've got less anxiety, but I have headaches, blurry vision And I can't feel my toes Doctor Fine: [Spoken] So we'll try again, and eventually we'll get it right Diana: [Spoken] Not a very exact science, is it? Voices: Zoloft and Paxil and Buspar and Xanax... Depakote, Klonopin, Ambien, Prozac... Ativan calms me when I see the bills— These are a few of my favorite pills Diana: [Spoken] Oh, thank, Doctor. Valium is my favorite color. How'd You know? Doctor Fine: [Spoken] Goodman, Diana. Second adjustment after three weeks Delusions less frequent but depressive state worse Diana: [Spoken] I'm nauseous and I'm constipated. Completely lost my Appetite and gained six pounds, which, you know, is Just not fair Diana, Doctor Fine & Voices: May cause the following Side effects, one or more: Diana & Doctor Fine: Dizziness, drowsiness Sexual dysfunction— Voices: Headaches and tremors Diarrhea, constipation And nightmares and Nervous laughter Seizures— Palpitations— Diana, Doctor Fine & Voices: Anxiousness, anger Exhaustion, insomnia Irritability Nausea, vomiting— Diana: Odd and alarming s**ual feelings Diana, Doctor Fine & Voices: Oh, and one last thing— Doctor Fine: Use may be fatal... Gabe: Use may be fatal... Dan: Use may be fatal... Doctor Fine: [Spoken] Goodman, Diana. Third adjustment after five weeks. Reports Continued mild anxiety and some lingering depression Diana: [Spoken] I now can't feel my fingers or my toes. I sweat profusely For no reason. Fortunately, I have absolutely no desire for Sex. Although whether that's the medicine or the marriage Is anybody's guess Doctor Fine: [Spoken] I'm sure it's the medicine Diana: [Spoken] Oh, thank you, that's very sweet. But my husband's waiting In the car Dan: Who's crazy? The one who's half-gone? Or maybe The one who holds on? Remembering when she was twenty And brilliant and bold And I was so young And so dumb And now I am old Diana: And she was And though he'll never Wicked and wired. Hold me The s** was He'll always take Simply inspired. My calls Now there's no s**, It's truly like She's depressed, He told me— And me I'm just tired. Without a little lift Tired. Tired. Tired. The ballerina falls Who's crazy— My psychopharmacologist The one who's uncured? And I Or maybe The one who's endured? Together side by side... The one who has Without him I'd die... Treatments Or the one who just My psychopharmacologist Lives with the pain? And I They say love is blind But believe me— Love is insane Doctor Fine: [Spoken] Goodman, Diana. Seven weeks Diana: [Spoken] I don't feel like myself. I mean, I don't feel anything Doctor Fine: [Spoken] Hmpf. Patient stable