How many angels can you fit on matchstick?
Six lucky figures from a Jesus juice habit
She was a pretty girl, was told all her life
Everything came free; vanity was her vice
All she got for Christmas was a Vicodin kick
Spent New Years Eve amongst her vomit and shit
Spent Valentine’s Day looking for replacements
But ended up huffing paint in her mom’s basement
She went back to Vicodin later that night
Hydrocodone sickness is habit that bites
After the storm came the petrichor
The thing about Vicodin is you always want more
She went to the doctor and stole some scripts
And eventually got caught forging it
She ended up getting two years in Chino
But she didn’t learn a goddamned thing though
[Chorus:] (x2)
One pill to calm me down
Two pills to drown you out
Three pills to remove the doubt
Four pills to even me out
How many pills can you fit in your mouth?
Hers was a fire that could not be doused
She fell in love with her habit out of spite
To spit on everyone she loved with all her might
She caught my attention at a burner party
She dug me cuz she thought I was artsy
I fell for her enchanted sense of style
And the pills in her pocket held me over for a while
But I wasn’t down to get involved in her games
But the pills in her hand were calling my name
I kept her company out of shame
Cuz the pills she supplied kept me tame
But then her habit got out of control
The hospital became her second home
I walked away when she tried to bring me down
Two weeks later she upped and left town
[Chorus] (x4)
(x4)
She was waiting for the day it would no longer rain
But the pills in that bottle kept calling her name
Her habit was like an eternal flame
Tried to help but not everyone can be saved
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