I was awakened this morning

By the harsh vibrating of my phone

It was you in all your splendor

Your usual excuses, but this time

I believe you. You said you are sick.

I'm sick too.

And all I want is to go back to sleep

All I wanted was sleep

So I went to the cabinet

And shook out a handful of little white pills

And they went down rough and unforgiving

I'm going back to sleep.