Put a little heat on it
Pluck out the thorn from your side
Put a little meat on it
I got a salve that you know you wanna buy
Put a little money on it
Generic to throw you a bone
Put a little warning on it
Keep them down so I stay on the throne
Put a little heat on it
Smile to cover a lie
Promise you'll be better for it
Keep coming and you will feel fine
Drink a little water for it
Wash out the poison or die
Drink a little potion for it
Chemicals to clean your insides
Borrow, swallow, hollow
Then, deepest sorrow
Conceal what you don't wanna feel
It's not real; you're never gonna heal
Drink a little water for it
Crazy to take it dry
The pain that you feel before it
Is gone before your very eyes
Have a little supper with it
The food is the best you can buy
Maybe you could afford it
And, if not, well, I guess you will die
Borrow, swallow, hollow
Then, deepest sorrow
Conceal what you don't wanna feel
It's not real; you're never gonna heal
Monday: take twice a day
Tuesday: throw the bottle away
Wednesday: try to pleasure yourself
Thursday is when it all goes to hell
Friday: nothing but a static buzz
Next day: wake up before the sun
Sunday: try to have a little fun
Repeat, and always stay on the run
Borrow, swallow, hollow
Then, deepest sorrow
Conceal what you don't wanna feel
It's not real; you're never gonna heal