Mom, did you go in my room
And take my Pez dispenser?

I need a doctor, I'm delirious
I need a phone call, I've been knocked down
I get energized from the ground up
I get wasted, to get wasted

Tear it up now, take a video
I'm a loser not an embryo
I've got a road map to the next thrill
I'm wasted, so wasted

Painkiller's gone to my head
Painkiller's done in my bed
Painkiller's gone to my head

I'm getting reborn in the hospital
Coming undone against my own will
Lying on the floor, laying in the cold
To get wasted, get wasted

Painkiller's gone to my head
Painkiller's done in my bed
Painkiller's gone to my head
Painkiller's done in my bed

I like sugar semi-sweet
I want spoons to tap my feet
I need piles of Benzedrine
You just try to slow me down
Here's how, I'm just a painkiller

Painkiller's done in my bed
Painkiller's gone to my head
(Just a painkiller)
Painkiller's done in my bed

Painkiller's gone to my head
Painkiller's gone to my head
Painkiller's gone to my head
Painkiller's done in my bed