His body's washed with drugs and nicotine
Pills and medicine
supplyment things
Pepole think he needs some kind of remedy
Because he's been hurt
Which I disagree
But sometimes I believe
Oh will I work as well as nicotine
O, could I be his remedy

Cuz then I wouldn't be so miserable so lonely
No

I often wonder the sights that he might have seen
O, the girl and fancy drinks
The word in his teens
He always squinted when he was supposed to frown
With the pipe in his mouth
He said don't let them bring you down
Pepole think that he needs some kind of remedy
Because he's been hurt
Which I disagree
But sometimes I believe
Oh will I work as well as nicotine
O, could I be his remedy

Cuz then I wouldn't be so miserable so lonely
No

His body's washed with drugs and nicotine
Pills andmedicine supplyment and things
Pepole think he needs some kind of remedy