I fear I've been too long on the shelf
Like some kind of imaginary elf
Perhaps it's not good for my health
But I keep medicating myself,

Medicating myself medicating myself
It's not a matter of stealth
Hasn't anything to do with wealth
Just numbing myself numbing myself,

You keep thinking no one else is to blame
Got caught standing too close to the flame
Wasting my time being the brunt of the blame
Just a vain attempt at fortune and fame,

If reconsideration is the key
It seems you wouldn't mind talking to me
But you wanted so bad to be free
Love seems to die so damn easily,

Medicating myself medicating myself
So I can be put out on a shelf
It's not a matter of mental health
Infidelity, the ultimate form of stealth,

This world of subliminal pain
It drives some people insane
You go to get off this crazy train
You know it's too much to explain,

Medicating myself medicating myself
All the insanity is top shelf
Your lover is a demonic little elf
In order to kill you must use stealth,

There's only one good thing to know
You will always reap what you sow
So don't be surprised at what grows
She's like the glow of cold charcoal,

I knew you would never come back to me
You never really had much sympathy
My hopes lost in a stormy sea
Come on now Baby medicate me,

Only a child so innocent
The only thing that's heaven sent
Thought I was a decent gent
You were more like a volcanic vent,

Medicating myself medicating myself
Numb to the fact of being put out on a shelf
This aint mental exercise for my health
Congratulations on your well planned stealth.