Bag of Pills

You want it, I can feel it

Got a bag of pills I've been dealing

So I can take you drinking

Don't tell me about a love thing

We'll get high and talk until morning

Then you can catch me sleeping

And all I need now I don't want

And all I've loved now it's all gone

To my head

Hell, Jesus, can you save me?

Didn't think so guess that you're busy

Well, I guess we're all busy

'Cause I remember when you told me

If I believed I'd never be lonely

Now I know you were lying

And all I need now I don't want

And all I've love now it's all gone

To my head

And life I don't want it

If it's so easy to die

And life I don't want it

If it's so easy to die

And life i don't want it

If it's so easy to die

You want it, I can feel it

Got a bag of pills I've been dealing

So I can take you drinking