Overdose

I was minding my own business, you can understand the shock When you came into the room and you said, “we gotta talk” You were nervous and determined to get right to the point and said You didn’t wanna leave but everything is outta joint And then you told me how you hate it that I always change my mind And you start getting paranoid every single time I get cynical and unpredictable And I was surprised Surprised Well I hurt and I beg I’m the one that you said That you want the most I’m your overdose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m the taste on your tongue You can’t seem to give up You need me the most I’m your overdose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Thrills in bottles, pretty colors Effects on the side like a suicide of your time Your time I’m your pill for patience, your palpitations Sir, try leaning to the bluer skies in your mind Your mind Well I hurt and I beg Im the one that you said That you want the most I’m your overdose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m the taste on your tongue You can’t seem to give up I need you the most I’m your overdose Comatose and feeling gross You curl your toes and overdose on me Bed of roses decomposes Went and chose this Overdose