Farmacia

I'm not an expert in love or cardiology
But I crossed paths with you and you stopped my bleeding
And your scent is like grass to the cops
If you want to treat me like a dog, I won't snitch

Because you make me feel good
You're my pharmacy
Because you make me feel good
You're my pharmacy

I hold a glass in my palm
Half for me, half drunk by the pavement
Mixing sex and love
Is like mixing alcohol with medicine
I didn't want to be alone tonight
So I split myself in two
But now I'll think of you twice
If I call your number, 911 answers

I went a bit overboard, someone come pick me up
I thought it was love, instead it's quicksand
You make me feel like I've never felt before, you know
That when you leave
I need anesthesia

Because you make me feel good
You're my pharmacy
Because you make me feel good
You're my pharmacy