Pop Alma - Medicine (Acoustic Version) Lyrics

Her eyes are red
And her nose bleeds red like fine wine
And her hands begin to shiver when the medicine hits
She's smiling like she's out of her mind

And now she's on a straight line
The straight and narrow, but she doesn't quite know what she wants
So she bleeds her problems out on a blade that's sharper than mine

Slow it down just a little
You've gotten paint on the floor and you're covered in the mess you've made
Your canvas is a shrine covered in red lines

Now she's staring at the cabinets, hoping that there's something to fill the little void in her chest
She longs for the thrill that she's missed for the greater part of her life

Don't you know she's got a thing for medicine?
She's dabbing her paintbrush in a brand new bottle of whiskey
She likes medicine
Because she looks so cool when she's out of her mind
Don't you know that she likes medicine
But she'll never tell a soul, no you'll never catch her sleeping
She's restless
Masked with a smile
When asked, she'll say that she's fine
Medicine