Those drugs, they have no feelings.
Do you think that they're your friend...

I'm wide awake thinking of the days when...
Days when I was happy...

I'm falling down the rabbit hole
Alone, all by myself...

I'm intoxicated by your presence
My whole world is in a slur...

I'm known as the girl who's always happy,
Always smiling, always laughing...

You walk down the street
On a stormy afternoon...

When I grow up I'll be a song,
And sing for you all evening long...