My Own Medicine Lyrics

A beautiful thing, the word "unrequited"

It rolls off the tongue like a wave

But stings at the teeth, much like when venom

Flows out from the bite of a snake

It melts through the bone, leaving me without

A semblance of skeleton left

To show that I became

Something I never had planned

Well, she don't have the time

Don't have the room in her mind to make space for a guy

Who tries all he might

To sweep her clean off of her feet

And she don't have the sight

Can't tell that she's made of finer than roses and wine

The sensory high

The savor in all that I eat

But a spoonful of sugar

Won't help my own medicine

Go down

A curious thing; my actions and dialogue

Always were under my rule

But roles were recast; I was the prince

And now I'm playing the part of the fool

A clown sentenced by karma's judicial

And ill-fated chain of events

I just don't understand

What anyone could have against happiness

But she don't have the time

Don't have the room in her mind to make space for a guy

Who tries all he might

To sweep her clean off of her feet

And she don't have the sight

Can't tell that she's made of finer than roses and wine

The sensory high

The savor in all that I eat

No, she don't have the time

Can't even quite justify any known reason why

I pass through her mind

As strangers would pass on the street

And she don't have the sight

Can't tell that she breathes the life into every night

The wind in the kite

The essence of everything sweet

But a spoonful of sugar

Won't help my own medicine