Bottle of Pills

There’s a carpet stain in my bedroom
Made of cabernet
And every time that I walk past it I see your face
There’s a jar deep in my closet
Where I hide your things
You want to keep it a secret love that’s alright with me
It’s getting harder to bite my tongue when we’re staying up so late
Maybe it’s the midnight high
Cigarettes and champagne lights but
Baby you’re the reason why I’m dying
Oh you know if looks could kill
You’d be my bottle of pills and
Swear that when they found me I’d be smiling
There’s a candle by the window
Blowing in the wind
Reminds me of the love that you’re giving me
And maybe you’re a stop in time
Maybe you’re the sun
Maybe you’re the reason I could be someone
It’s getting harder to bite my tongue when we’re staying up so late
Maybe it’s the midnight high
Cigarettes and champagne lights but
Baby you’re the reason why I’m dying
Oh you know if looks could kill
You’d be my bottle of pills and
Swear that when they found me I’d be smiling
Maybe it’s the midnight high
Cigarettes and champagne lights but
Baby you’re the reason why I’m dying
Oh you know if looks could kill
You’d be my bottle of pills and
Swear that when they found me I’d be smiling
Baby you’re the reason why I’m dying