You Don't Know The Half

I swear to tell the truth
Whole truth, and nothin' but the truth
So help me God
Yeah, she came in at noon
Hollerin' like a damned fool
'Bout how I never called
But you listen carefully
I tell you it wasn't me
Who shot her against my wall
You say you have the prints
Well, piss on all your evidence
'Cos I say I ain't wrong

So don't go judgin' me
No no, don't go judgin' me
It ain't my fault
You don't know anything at all

Don't throw the book just yet
There's somethin' that I haven't said
So hear my case
I'm trapped inside my head
Held prisoner in a lion's den
A stranger with my face
Just take a look at me
And tell me that you see
A cold-blooded animal
So I'll tell you I was there
But hell, I'm always unaware
When the other man overtakes

So don't go judgin' me
No no, don't go judgin' me
It ain't my fault
'Cos you don't know the half
You don't know the other half at all

I wasn't in control
When my bullet made that hole
I'd never hurt a soul
And I'd planned to call her up
But I'd been down on my luck
Now I've shot my chance at love
What have I done?

About the song

It's now been thirteen years since releasing this, and I want to tack on a disclaimer. As someone who lives with mental illness, I'm always willing to talk about my experiences in order to help those who are in need of guidance, and also toward destigmatizing mental illness in general. Not only do I feel I've let myself down with this song by using DID or schizophrenia as a now-cringingly-cliché plot device, but more importantly, I falsely associated the disorder(s) with violence. This is irresponsible and unacceptable.

The only thing I can think to do at this point is to treat the protagonist as a liar who is fomenting his own "insanity plea" as a defense, but it still doesn't make up for the nature of the subject matter. I'm up for suggestions!