Scoundrel

Think about the way people are good
 Never wonder about the could and the should
 You are looking thin
 You are looking iller than me
 Something in your body wants to get out
 So it's telling you to wander about
 Blockage in a vein
 Numbing up the side of your head
 And drink up and be merry all on your own
 There are ways that bodies shouldn't be thrown
 There's always psychotherapy
 Somehow we can cure the past
 Another one to make me pay attention
 Another one to make me feel alive
 Another one to make me sleep,
 Another one to stop me dreaming, another one to make me see again
 Think about the way people are good
 Never wonder about the could and the should
 You are looking thin
 You are looking iller than me
 And totally addictive and obsessive with it
 They say that thinking is a positive thing
 The inner monologue
 Dwelling on a future with you.
 Another one to make me pay attention
 Another one to make me feel alive
 Another one to make me sleep,
 Another one to stop me dreaming, another one to make me see again