When you don't like the taste of medicine
You spit it out
When you don't like the taste of medicine
You spit it out
Don't spit me out
Don't spit me out
Don't spit me out
Don't spit me out
Don't spit me out
Don't spit me out
I wanna be your best friend
And help you out
So just take my hand
And I'll help you down, down, down, down
And I'll help you down
Where do you think you got
That medicine from
They made it from my poison
That's why you come back when you run
Through the troubled times both
You and I know
That's just how it's supposed to go
Don't make me go
Don't make me go
Don't make me go
Don't make me go
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me go
Don't make me
Don't make me go
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me go
Don't make me
Don't make me go
Don't make me
Don't make me
Don't make me go
Don't make me
Don't make me go