You're a candy coated pill I want to take you Such a special treat You make me feel What a perfect face What a pretty shell I want to take you 'Cause you make me feel You're a placebo sugar You're so sweet I can believe You make me You're a pill I want to take you Nothing's gonna break you down You make me I want to take you You're so sweet You make me feel Like nothing I want to take you What a special treat Nothing's gonna break Your perfect face When you're in the room There's perfume Old soapy In the corners Drifting out It's on your lips It's the smell of monotone Monotone of love When you put it on And on the wall There's Schnabel He's putting in a window To let in some air I saw you On the wall Reaching out With everything In joy I saw you Down on the corner Your white lips Stuck on thistle Suck on your lips It's a sweet smell Ketones When you're in the room There's perfume Sitting in the corner Reaching out Drifting up That's where you'll find me In the air