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 your life support There's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine Cause 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 out of here Where I can run, 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 making me better You keep making 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