Happy Pills (Rerelease)

I can’t sit still, I think my happy pills are wearing off

I blame myself, I blame my doctor didn’t care enough

I love the holidays, I love to work but I need a few months off

I think you were onto something when you told me

You don’t think I’m man enough

We aren’t dead yet but we’re not far from it honey

You don’t wanna end up like every other kid

That grew up with their head in the gutter

We aren’t dead yet but we’re not far from it honey

Call your mama on your way home from work

One day you’ll wish that you could tell her you love her

I signed a lease with a Hunky-Dory man of God

He’s an evangelist, I lied about my faith

And now I’m damned - aw Hell!

I love to people please, I always tell him what you wanna hear

That I work hard, I don’t complain

I love my family, and I’m almost here

We aren’t dead yet but we’re not far from it honey

You don’t wanna end up like every other kid

That grew up with their head in the gutter

We aren’t dead yet but we’re not far from it honey

Call your mama on your way home from work

One day you’ll wish that you could tell her you love her

I won’t forget crying on the interstate at 1AM

I went to Philly, I drove into the city and

I swear, I swear I’m never going back again

I left my debit card, I left a 58

I left my stone-faced stone-cold heart

Drove back to Roanoke I hope these

Pennsylvania blues start wearing off

We aren’t dead yet but we’re not far from it honey

You don’t wanna end up like every other kid

That grew up with their head in the gutter

We aren’t dead yet but we’re not far from it honey

Call your mama on your way home from work

One day you’ll wish that you could tell her you love her

One day you’ll wish that you could tell her you love her

One day you’ll wish that you could tell her you love her