What do you suppose would happen
if I took four?
'How should I know,
you've always taken two before.'
Do you think they would miss me
if I go
'To be perfectly honest,
I don't think they'd even know.'
So she opened the bottle,
the pills fell into her hand.
With all of the hurt,
she felt her life had panned.
Between the stress, the pain,
the continuous heart break,
she was sure that she'd cure more than
just a headache.
She layed down, fin'ly content
after God-knows-when,
assured she'd never have to cry again.