Hair of the Dog
My heart's hungover, my head still hurts
From your lips like liquor, should've known they would burn
I spill my guts to all my friends but I still feel nauseous
And I'm getting tired of
Living with the lasting effects
Going through withdrawals since you left
You made the bed but I'm lying in it
I wanna call you
But you know I can't
This pain I'm feeling
Well, the blood on your hands
Oh the hair of the dog doesn't do me any good
'Cause you can't heal it
But I wish you could
You convinced me that we would be fine
As you took another bite out of my trust with a pointed lie
I should've been more cautious, should've taken my time
Instead, I let you lead me on and on I let you lead me blind
I wanna call you
But you know I can't
This pain I'm feeling
Well, the blood on your hands
Oh the hair of the dog doesn't do me any good
'Cause you can't heal it
But I wish you could
I want you to remedy
The damage you did to me
But I know, I know, I know
That's not how these things go
I wanna call you
But you know I can't
This pain I'm feeling
Well, the blood on your hands
Oh the hair of the dog doesn't do me any good
'Cause you can't heal it
But I wish you could
From your lips like liquor, should've known they would burn
I spill my guts to all my friends but I still feel nauseous
And I'm getting tired of
Living with the lasting effects
Going through withdrawals since you left
You made the bed but I'm lying in it
I wanna call you
But you know I can't
This pain I'm feeling
Well, the blood on your hands
Oh the hair of the dog doesn't do me any good
'Cause you can't heal it
But I wish you could
You convinced me that we would be fine
As you took another bite out of my trust with a pointed lie
I should've been more cautious, should've taken my time
Instead, I let you lead me on and on I let you lead me blind
I wanna call you
But you know I can't
This pain I'm feeling
Well, the blood on your hands
Oh the hair of the dog doesn't do me any good
'Cause you can't heal it
But I wish you could
I want you to remedy
The damage you did to me
But I know, I know, I know
That's not how these things go
I wanna call you
But you know I can't
This pain I'm feeling
Well, the blood on your hands
Oh the hair of the dog doesn't do me any good
'Cause you can't heal it
But I wish you could
Credits
Writer(s): Sophia Joelle, Sara Ashton Copelan, Jaan Kohm
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