They Don’t Make Pills For A Heartbreak lyrics

[Intro]
Hmm
And I guess I was still tryna find a way to forgive myself
Yeah

[Chorus]
I wash the Xanax down with some Rotgut
"And, son, I miss her voice, but we don't talk much"
Dad, slow down, control your heart rate
'Cause they don't make pills for a heartbreak
And now you six feet, and that sh*t sting
You was screamin' for help, nobody listening
I know you with me, but you ain't with me
When you way up there, do you miss me?
Wash the Xanax down with some Rotgut
"And, son, I miss her voice, but we don't talk much"
Dad, slow down, control your heart rate
'Cause they don't make pills for a heartbreak
And now you six feet, and that sh*t sting
You was screamin' for help, nobody listening
I know you with me, but you ain't with me
Whеn you way up there, do you miss me?

[Verse 1]
Wе told the doctor you were sick, gave you a med' or two
I wonder if they sellin' pills like that in Heaven too
'Cause when you needed help, doctors gave the run-around
They pushin' Xanax down your throat, told you to numb it out
Well, they don't numb sh*t when your heart broke
Now you ain't even got money for your car, no
And your doctor only seen you as a barcode
Now I'm stuck drinkin' this Jäger' 'til the bar close
'Cause you was in your head, couldn't never get out
Dad, I'm just like you, I need somebody's help
Wanna tell shade when he want, but you could tell them yourself
And gettin' high off them pills ain't never good for your health
[Refrain]
'Cause they don't numb sh*t when your heart broke
And you ain't even got money for your car, no
And your doctor only seen you as a barcode
Now I'm stuck drinkin' this Jäger' 'til the bar close

[Verse 2]
Drunk bast*rd, drink 'til I'm green
All this death around me killin' me
You a drunk bast*rd, you just like me
Doc' told you to take one, but you was takin' three
So I'll crawl and kick to get out this hole
And I look at her picture when I'm feelin' alone
Dad, I need a sign you with your mom and my bro
I'm spiralin' out of control
Then he messaged my phone and he said—

[Chorus]
"Wash the Xanax down with some Rotgut"
"And, son, I miss her voice, but we don't talk much"
Dad, slow down, control your heart rate
'Cause they don't make pills for a heartbreak
And now you six feet and that sh*t sting
You was screamin' for help, nobody listening
I know you with me, but you ain't with me
When you way up there, do you miss me?