m box

Six forty-five in the morning

We're searching through the carpet for the pill that you dropped

Last night

And I can't stop thinking '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

Six forty-five in the morning

I wake up as I'm shaking in a puddle of sweat

Last night, I had a dream that our whole world was burning

But you and I decided that it wasn't a threat

So, we went to the only place that eases our worries

But I've counted down the days till it all falls apart

It seems like every time life is going way too well

Something 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