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They Dont Make Pills For a Heartbreak
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And I guess I was through, tryna find a way to forgive myself
Yeah
I wash the Xanax down with some rotgut
And son, I miss her voice, but we don't talk much
Dad, slow down and control your heart rate
'Cause they don't make pills for heartbreak
Now you're six feet in that shit stain
You were screaming for help, nobody's listening
I know you're with me, but you ain't with me
When you're way up there, do you miss me?
Wash the Xanax down with some rotgut
Son, I miss her voice, but we don't talk much
Dad, slow down and control your heart rate
'Cause they don't make pills for heartbreak
And now you're six feet in that shit stain
You were screaming for help, nobody's listening
I know you're with me, but you ain't with me
When you're way up there, do you miss me?
We told the doctor you were sick, gave you a med too
I wonder if they selling pills like that in heaven too
'Cause when you needed help, doctors gave the run around
They pushed the Xanax down your throat, told you to numb it out
But they don't numb shit when your heart broke
When you ain't even got money for your car note
When your doctor only sees you as a barcode
Now I'm stuck drinking this Jäger 'til the bar close
'Cause you were in your head, couldn't ever get out
Dad, I'm just like you, I need somebody's help
Wanted to tell anyone, but you can tell 'em yourself
Getting high off them pills ain't ever good for your health
'Cause they don't numb shit when your heart broke
And you ain't even got money for your car note
When your doctor only sees you as a bar coat
Now I'm stuck drinking this Jäger 'til the bar close
Drunk bastard, drink 'til I'm green
All this death around me is killing me
You're a drunk bastard, you just like me
Doc told you to take one, but you was taking three
So I crawl and kick to get outta this hole
And I look at her picture when I'm feeling alone
Dad, I need a sign to you with your mom and my bro
I'm spiralin' outta control
Then he messaged my phone and he said
Wash that Xanax with some rotgut
Son, I miss her voice, but we don't talk much
Dad, slow down and control your heart rate
'Cause they don't make pills for heartbreak
And now you're six feet in that shit stain
You were screaming for help, nobody's listening
I know you're with me, but you ain't with me
When you're way up there, do you miss me?