His body’s washed
With drugs and nicotine
Pills and medicine
Supplement things
People 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?
Oh, could I be his remedy?
'Cause then I wouldn’t be
So miserable, so lonely, no
I often wonder the sights
That he might have seen
Oh, 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»
People 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?
Oh, could I be his remedy?
'Cause then I wouldn’t be
So miserable, so lonely, no
His body’s washed
With drugs and nicotine
Pills and medicine
Supplement and things
People think he needs
Some kind of remedy