Iīm lying here on the floor where you left me I think I took too much. Iīm crying here What have you done? I thought it would be fun
I canīt stay on this life support Thereīs a shortage at the switch I canīt stay on your morfine Cause itīs making me itch I tried to call the nurse again but she's being a little bitch I think i'll get out of here where i can..
Chours: run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated tears And I swear you are just like a pill instead of making me better You keep making me ill
I havenīt moved from the spot where you left me It must be a bad trip all the other men were different maybe I should get some help