I emptied eight Styx of sugar
Just thinking of you with her,
Swallowing 'em down, a stick in a gulp
Anti-depressants making me wanna jump,
Looking out at the depressing spring snow
Listening to sad songs on the radio,
Tears dripping from my eyes
Like rain falling from the skies,
More sugar in my body,
Just sitting here, feeling sorry for me,
Another stik and another then
Slowly regaining my strength again,
More Styx and I'm good as new,
Pixy Styx help me forget about you.
