Couples are supposed to be happy. That’s the point of a real relationship – to be with someone who makes you giggly and goofy.

Stephanie Davila, who takes continuing education courses, and Doug Miller, a full-time University student, of the local band The Winter Blanket, commit the sin of dating a fellow band member. But there’s no inclination of their relationship on the group’s third full-length album, “Prescription Perils.”

Often times, couples in bands (most notably Mates of State) sound as though they’re making googly eyes while they play. But “Prescription Perils” doesn’t concentrate on holding hands. This album by lovers contains songs full of dreariness and emptiness.

Even a song titled “Wedding Vow” begins with the lyrics, “The cut was deep and blood was spilled.” Other dismal tracks include “Last Resort,” in which Davila sighs, “You keep saying my name like you’re sorry.”

The stories on “Prescription Perils” feature characters who sound stuck in a state of hopelessness. The vacant small-town attitude of the album allows for the band’s cover of Bruce Springsteen’s “Darkness on the Edge of Town” to fit snuggly in the mix.

It’s not solely the lyrics that make the album dark, or at least a good shade of gray. The music sets the tone with minimal guitar, slow drum taps and a deep humming bass that often become more orchestrated as the song progresses. Mostly, the eeriness of the record is achieved by Davila’s airy vocals. Her voice does not have an impressive range, but her low whispers perfectly express the bleakness of the lyrics.

The band’s sound makes “Prescription Perils” more for the lonely, not the lucky in love.