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