paroles de chanson They Dont Make Pills For a Heartbreak - Honestav
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?
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