These Pills

I got a place out on the west side 
I got a woman who treats me right 
I still play rock-n-roll 
and get to sleep about every night 
But just when I thought that your ghost 
Had passed on through 
Ah, these pills... they remind me of you. 

I take one in the morning 
I take three before bed 
Two go to my heart 
And the others to my head 
And I've got no trouble now 
Sorting out what is true. 
Oh, but these pills... they remind me of you. 

I saw you on the east side 
Decked out in your leopard dress 
You asked if I'm still crazy 
And if my life's a mess 
And I said "Honey... 
I never even think about those high heeled shoes." 
But these pills, they remind me of you. 

Just when I think I'm straightened 
And that nothing could go wrong 
And my typewriter's on fire 
And I write a hundred songs 
And I think that I've forgotten 
Every little thing you put me through. 
Ah, these pills, they remind me of you. 
Yeah, these pills, they remind me of you.