His Remedy

His body’s washed with drugs and nicotine
Pills and medicine, supplements and 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, supplements and things
People think he needs some kind of remedy