Hey yiah yiah Yiah yea yea Hey yiah An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's
pill Oh you got that sleeping pill Had me in a coma all night So gone i couldn't gotten robbed ooh you got the sleeping pill, girl you got that sleeping pill
my lips and fill an empty room For the bitterest pill Is hard to swallow The love I gave hangs In sad colored, mocking shadows The bitterest pill Is
Bitter pill to swallow Slidin' down my throat Bitter pill to swallow How it makes me choke How the hell am I gonna find Happiness and peace of mind When
pills and its better She lies in bed 'till noons along She takes these pills and its better She takes these pills as she moves along She takes these pills
a pill Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me ill You keep makin' me ill I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch (Just like a pill
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I had no choice but to hear you You stated your case time and again I thought about it You treat me like I'm a princess I'm not used to liking that You
I want you to know that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me is she perverted like me Would she go down on
heart trampled on to anyone (Yeah yea) I recommend walkin' around naked in your livin' room (Yeah) Swallow it down (What a jagged a little pill?) It
I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm
You know how us Catholic girls can be High on, high on the little We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was
Sometimes is never quite enough If you're flawless then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your face
What's the matter Mary Jane, had a hard day As you place the don't disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You never seem
Wait a minute man You mispronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt my feelings
You like snow but only if it's warm, ohh You like rain but only if it's dry There's no sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor There's no
Do I stress you out? My sweater is on backwards and inside out And you say, "How appropriate" I don't dissect everything today I don't mean to pick you
I went to your house Walked up the stairs And I opened your door Without ringing the bell I walked down the hall into your room Where I could smell you
