Title : JUST LIKE A PILL Artist : PINK Comp : Moore/Austin Copyright : EMI Music Publishing Reference Number : 1760 I'm lying here on the floor, where you left me I think I took too much I'm crying here, what have you done? I thought it would be fun I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine, 'cause it's making me itch I said, I tried to call the nurse again but she's being a little bitch I think I'll get outta here, where I can Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears and I swear You're just like a pill Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill You keep making me ill I haven't moved from the spot where you left me Must have been a bad trip All of the other pills, they were different Maybe I should get some help I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine, 'cause it's making me itch I said, I tried to call the nurse again but she's being a little bitch I think I'll get outta here, where I can Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears and I swear You're just like a pill Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill You keep making me ill Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you're just like a pill Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill You keep making me ill I can't stay on your life support, there's a shortage in the switch (Just like a pill) I can't stay on your morphine, 'cause it's making me itch (Just like a pill) I said, I tried to call the nurse again but she's being a little bitch (Just like a pill) I think I'll get outta here, where I can Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated, frustrated fears and I swear You're just like a pill Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill You keep making me ill Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears and I swear You're just like a pill Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill Your making me, making me ill (You keep making me ill) Run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears and I swear You're just like a pill Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill You keep making me ill Copyright (C)2002 "Hands On" MIDI Software Ltd.