One, the heat is in my mouth.
Finally, I've felt warmth after a month.
Two, I smiled bitterly as your face flashes on my mind.
My heart beats a heavy pound.
Three, another shot to make me feel something aside from pain.
Four, should i let you go? should i let us go?
Five, how many times have I tried to drown?
Empty bottles are everywhere, my heart and soul is no where to be found.
Six, six nights I've been crying, missing you over and over again.
Seven, do you still love me?
Eight, Im taking these shots like its novacane,
post malone said as i watch myself fall apart.
Nine, I cant think straight anymore,
Im laughing with tears in my face.
Ten, how many shots would it take?
To drown out these memories, to forget that i am in pain?
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