William Clark Green Remedy
I'm all strung out, got nothing left
I gotta get something off my chest
That I miss you, oh God, I miss you
I'm addicting to things and I know I'm ill
I got a friend that sells some prescription pills
To forget you, oh God, I miss you
Now we sat to paint a picture with my tears as I watched you leave
And this desperation's taking a toll on me
I need a remedy
I need a remedy
I should have said something now you're gone
So it rings in my head like a dialtone
Girl I love you, oh God, I miss you
Yeah it brings me right back to our last fight
And I wish I had the chance to say goodbye
And to kiss you, oh God, I miss you
So I brought a dozen roses and a prayer for your memory
And I put 'em on your grave for the love that'll never be
I need a remedy
I need a remedy
I'm all strung out got nothing left
I gotta get something off my chest
I'm all strung out got nothing left
I gotta get something off my chest
