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6:45 in the mornin' We're searchin' through the carpet For the pill that you dropped last night And I can't stop thinkin' 'bout all the warnings That people gave us right before we fell from the top I know it's not that hard to make up dumb little stories That make it seem like you were never wrong in the first place You little faker, I can see the lies in between your teeth Just hand it over, bitch, I know that you got it Little blue pill, I would cry for you, lie for you (I'd even die for you) Even when I lose all my friends, I'll be there for you Sticks and stones may break my bones But this thing will always bring me home 6:45 in the mornin' I wake up as I'm shakin' in a puddle of sweat Last night, I had a dream that our whole world was burnin' But you and I decided that it wasn't a set So we went to the only place that eases our worries But I'm countin' down the days 'til it all falls apart It seems like every time life is goin' way too well Somethin' happens and I'm back at the start Little blue pill, I would cry for you, lie for you, I'd even die for you Even when I lose all my friends, I'll be there for you Sticks and stones may break my bones But this thing will always bring me home Little blue pill, I would cry for you, lie for you, I'd even die for you Even when I lose all my friends, I'll be there for you Sticks and stones may break my bones But this thing will always bring me home