Medicine - Biffy Clyro

I was done talking, but I still couldn’t sleep

I rolled up my medicine, to forget me

Tried not to disappoint you but I didn’t achieve

'Cause I have a problem

And I need to get some

But I shouldn’t waste my time

Having you around

What was up’s gone down

You take your road and I’ll take mine

I don’t want to talk about it unlike you

Your victimhood’s your character, it defines you

And then you rearrange it caress it into view

You invent your problems

And then you sell them

Help me, why can’t this be love?

Tell me why can’t this be enough?

When is high ever high enough?

It’s all I ever hoped for

But I shouldn’t waste my time

Having you around

What was up’s gone down

You take your road and I’ll take mine

So swallow your problems

We belong to a new dawn

So swallow your problems

We belong to a new dawn

(so swallow)

If she asks should I tell her?

(your problems)

If she asks should I let her know?

(we belong)

We’ll never be together

(to a new dawn)

We’ll never see each other grow

But I shouldn’t waste my time

Having you around

What was up’s gone down

You take your road and I’ll take mine

I was done talking but I still couldn’t sleep