Ive got no antidotes for your sickness
No anecdote to solve your distress
I can poison your soul and ease your pain
An escape from prison driving you insane
You'll cope with each ministration of novacaine

In life it's only worth dying so come along
Time to return to earth listen to the siren song
You won't feel lonely you'll feel nothing at all
It'll be your one and only just give me a call
I'll sell you one and more till you have your fill

Does it ease the hurt or set it alight
Leave your heart beat weak and quiet
If that's your taste I can prescribe
A state you just can't describe
"A waste of love" a tombstone inscribes