Text: Orbit. Medicine.

She's a car broken down
Out on the highway
She's a good little girl
But her daddy don't know

I said, my bed is just a moment away
She stops herself, she holds herself
And she shakes her head

She says, "I'm all alone in this town
I'm gonna buy myself some brand new things
I'm gonna get myself together
I'm gonna break myself and take myself to some other town"

A brand new dress
Some brand new shoes
A brand new cup of tea

Don't burn yourself, don't hurt yourself
Don't fall down on your face
I made my bed, I'm gonna sleep in it
But I'm gonna get myself some clean new sheets

Baby, come back
Make yourself whole
Baby, come home
Choke your medicine down

Water well, wishing well, come wash me away
I think I hurt myself or cut myself on some other day
She says, "Don't think, it's no good for it all
Some days it's good, some days it's bad
Most days you can't wash it off"

Baby, come back
Make yourself whole
Baby, come home
Choke your medicine down