Well you used to be something
Now you're just another face in a crowd
Talking 'bout nothing
Too often and way too loud
Well I used to be lucky
I could call eleven every roll
But I fold and you fuck me
By design supposed to know
And the pills you've been taking
Are they calming you down
Or easing your nerves
As your heart starts breaking
Are they making it easier or making it worse?
How's the new toy doing?
Is he just another scar on your arm?
A new boy ruined
Another victim of your charm
I'm still hungover
By the feel of your hand
And the steel of your smile
Has there been a day you stayed sober?
Not in a long, white while
And the pills you've been taking
Are they calming you down
Or easing your nerves
As your heart starts breaking
Are they making it easier or making it worse?
And the pills you've been taking
Are they calming you down
Or easing your nerves
As your heart starts breaking
Are they making it easier or making it worse?
Are they making it easier or making it worse?
Well you used to be something
Now you're just another face in a crowd
