Bottle of Pills

There’s a shape carved in my mattress
Where you used to lay
And every time I walk past it, I see your face
There’s a drawer deep in my closet
Where you hide your things
You wanna keep it a secret darling, well, that’s okay
Maybe it’s the midnight high
Secrets 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, yeah
Swear that when they found me, I’d be smiling
There’s a candle on this bar
It’s almost out of scent
Reminds me of the time that we got left
And this phone inside of my pocket
Hasn’t got your name (No)
So if this stops, you won’t ever have to be erased (Oh)
Maybe it’s the midnight high
Secrets 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, yeah
Swear that when they found me I’d be smiling
Ooh, ah
Ooh-ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
You’d be my bottle of pills
Ooh, ah
Ooh-ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
You’d be my bottle of pills, yeah
Maybe it’s the midnight high
Secrets 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, yeah
Swear that when they found me I’d be smiling
I’d be smiling
I’d be smiling
I’d be smiling
I’d be smiling