I'm lying 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 this life support
There's a shortage at the switch
I can't stay on your morfineCause it's 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 pillinstead of making me better
You keep making me ill

I haven't 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

Chours.......