I'm lyin' here on the floor where you left me I think I took too much I'm crying here, what have you done? I thought it would be fun
I can't stay on your life support, There's a shortage in the switch, I can't stay on your morphine, cuz it’s making me itch I said I tried to call the nurse again but she’s being a little bitch, I think I'll get outta here, where I can
Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you're just like a pill Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill You keep makin' me ill
I haven't moved from the spot where you left me This must be a bad trip All of the other pills, they were different Maybe I should get some help