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.