I met her down at the apothecary
Her sad, sad eyes
The burden she carried
Oh darling, try this one
If you need a friend
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
When you met me you were numb
From the voice in your head
conspiracy, delusions
That your boyfriend kept fed
But I swear I want nothing
Just give me your hand
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
With her sacred l***er
She's a hard little pill
She eased me,
Taught my hands to be still
Just once in the morning
Evening again
She had the cure for
The shape I was in
Since I met her down at the apothecary
Her sad, sad eyes
The burden she carried
Oh darling, try this one
If you need a friend
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
All delusions of grandeur
They've long left my head
As I wrote off the notion
That I'd been well-bred
Firs she shot me with whiskey
Then chased me with gin
Swore I was the cure for
The shape she was in
Then she left me reelin'
With that time release feeling
With that long whisk of comfort
I hung from the ceiling
So if you see me down
At the apothecary again
I can't find a cure for
The shape that I'm in
Since I met her down at the apothecary
Her sad, sad eyes
The burden she carried
Oh darling, try this one
If you need a friend
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
Her sad, sad eyes
The burden she carried
Oh darling, try this one
If you need a friend
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
When you met me you were numb
From the voice in your head
conspiracy, delusions
That your boyfriend kept fed
But I swear I want nothing
Just give me your hand
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
With her sacred l***er
She's a hard little pill
She eased me,
Taught my hands to be still
Just once in the morning
Evening again
She had the cure for
The shape I was in
Since I met her down at the apothecary
Her sad, sad eyes
The burden she carried
Oh darling, try this one
If you need a friend
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in
All delusions of grandeur
They've long left my head
As I wrote off the notion
That I'd been well-bred
Firs she shot me with whiskey
Then chased me with gin
Swore I was the cure for
The shape she was in
Then she left me reelin'
With that time release feeling
With that long whisk of comfort
I hung from the ceiling
So if you see me down
At the apothecary again
I can't find a cure for
The shape that I'm in
Since I met her down at the apothecary
Her sad, sad eyes
The burden she carried
Oh darling, try this one
If you need a friend
I've got the cure for
The shape that you're in