Little Blue Pills

Little blue pills
Bottles of codeine lying
On the shelf at dawn
Sleeping soundly
With traffic gently humming
Down the boulevard

I hate the morning light
Because with every night
A little earlier
It seems to get too bright
It squeezes through the blinds
Dissolves into my eyes
And I hate the sunny side

Calling good friends
And calling total strangers
Meet me at the bar
They throw the card down
And leave the fucker open
Like I turned 21

And when it's dark inside
I'll take a taxi ride
Down to the eastern side
Before it gets too bright
I pull my curtains down
I let my head spin 'round
My ears ring over the sound
Yeah, my ears ring over the sound
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I upped the dosage and cleared my bank account
'Til everything was gone
And now the circles around my eyes grow wider
The lights are always on

And every single night
I hold the covers tight
Until I toss and turn
And see the creeping light
I turn things off and on, and on, and off, and on

And I sleep for 15 minutes like an infant
'Til alarm clocks buzz
Through the cracks of the windows
From the neighboring apartment
Until I wake up

So, I'll slip next paycheck into bottles brown and amber
Until it's all gone
So, I'll slip next paycheck with the fitful fucking terror
'Til it's all gone
All gone