This sadness that's become routine
Is only yours to take away
One smile from those perfect lips
Could get me through the worst of days
That you've bestowed upon me
By doing nothing, saying nothing

Tell me how can you be
Both the healer and the fiend?
And I will bother you no more
How can you be
Both the killer and the kiss?
And I will bother you no more

This sickness I can't help but feel
Is the withdrawal symptom of your absence
This need that I have come to hate
Is only sated by your presence
But all this temporary bliss
Is still held back by fear and knowledge

Tell me how can you be
Both the cure and the disease?
And I will bother you no more
Why should you be
Both the dealer and the fix?
And I will bother you no more

Tell me how can I be
Almost happy on my knees?
And I will bother you no more
How can you be
Both the cure and the desease?
And I will suffer you no more