RYAN ADAMS - The Drug's Not Working lyrics

rate me

I was shooting in the back of the car

When the windows smashed on the police cars

I was swimming through the streets of New York

With my cocaine dagger and throats to cut

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

But it was making me high

She was a hooker at the age of 16

All she wanted was the money

She didn't need an I.D.

She was a junkie and I know its cliché

But then so was her life

I mean, she lived in L.A.

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

But it was making her high

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

But it was making her high

And it was making her cry

And it was making her cry

(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)

And it was making her cry

(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)

And it was making her cry

(Painted it all black, the chains are jerking)

And it was making her cry

(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)

And it was making her cry

(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)

And it was making her cry

(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)

And it was making her cry

(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)

Riot in my skull, demons are coming

L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working

Painted it all black, the chains are jerking

L.A. is dead, the drugs ain't working

L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working

L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working

The drugs ain't working