From the album KONNAKOL
This is about emotional numbness as a survival skill. The narrator has built up such a tolerance to pain that he now craves it. The relationship doesn't hurt anymore because nothing does, which is somehow worse than when things still stung.
Cigarette don't hit me like it used to / I got used to the blues
The physical comparison does the work. When cigarettes lose their buzz, you smoke more or switch to something stronger. He's saying he's chasing a feeling he can't reach anymore, but the word 'blues' lands twice like he's trying to convince himself it's just sadness and not total shutdown.
Come and turn the lights out / Tell me what you're sayin' / Say it all again in whispers I can't ever find
He wants her to speak but immediately admits he can't actually hear it. The repetition of 'tell me' followed by 'I can't ever find' means he's asking for something he knows she can't give, or he can't receive. Either way, the communication is already dead.
Telling me lies / Telling me truths / It's what I like about you
He doesn't differentiate between lies and truths. That's not romantic mystery. That's someone who's so checked out that honesty and deception feel identical. What he likes isn't her. It's that she keeps talking while he feels nothing.
Hollow as a steel drum / Kerosine to fill it / Pocket full of matches
The image escalates from empty to explosive in three lines. A steel drum makes noise when you hit it but there's nothing inside. Filling emptiness with kerosene doesn't fix it, it just makes the explosion inevitable. He's not describing her. He's describing himself as a weapon waiting to go off.
Did it ever occur to you? / Is it all just a blur?
These questions hang without answers, and I'm not sure if he's asking her or himself. The blur could mean the relationship has no definition, or that his whole emotional register has gone static. Either reading works, which might be the point.
The song ends where it started, repeating the same lines about cigarettes and blues. That loop is the whole point. Nothing changes because he's past the point where change would register. The saddest part is how little emotion he brings to describing his own emotional death.