{verse}
Everybody’s got a hungry heart
But nobody ever knows when it’ll start
And I can take what you send my way
But this deep black hole will make an Atheist pray{pre-chorus}And I don’t want to realize
That my own blood won’t sympathize
I’ve had a hundred or more consultations
I can’t get closer to an explanation
{chorus}I’ve got a poison condition
This stabbing in my head
I’ve got an open infection
I could be dead{verse}Everybody’s got the will to take
But nobody knows quite where it’ll break
And I can see what I mean to them
A handshake, a buck, and a “hey, good luck”{bridgе}Charm and beauty, and simple joys
I can’t feel it
I don’t know why
Know why
Know why{pre-chorus}Stolеn evenings, laced with doubt
Because my own body won’t help me out
And where are the magical medications
To deal with these vanishing expectations?
{chorus}I’ve got a poison condition
This stabbing in my head
I’ve got an open infection
I could be dead{post-chorus}And everybody should know
Everybody should know
Yes, everybody should know
Yes, everybody should know
Know{bridge}Charm and beauty, and simple joys
I can feel them getting further
Caring voices, all turned to noise
I can’t feel them
I don’t know why
Know why
Know why{chorus}
I’ve got a poison condition
Stabbing in my head
I’ve got an open infection
I could be dead
I’ve got a poison condition
This stabbing in my head
I’ve got a poison condition
I could be dead{outro}I’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition, I could be deadI’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition
I’ve got a poison condition