Besedila: Gretchen Wilson. One of the Boys. Pain Killer.

I've been pouring whiskey on your memory
I cant seem to drown this hurt inside
Bottom of the bottle leaves me empty
I need something strong to ease my mind

I need a pain killer
Just one night of sleep
Someone who will hold me close
And get me over him

And it'll taste bitter
Stranger set me free
I need a pain killer
Before this pain kills me

Never thought I'd have to love another
Never been the kind to sleep around
I wish it was a pill and not a lover
It?s gonna be so hard to swallow down

I need a pain killer
Just one night of sleep
Someone who will hold me close
And get me over him

And it'll taste bitter
Stranger set me free
I need a pain killer
Before this pain kills me

And It'll taste bitter
Stranger set me free
I need a pain killer
Before this pain kills me

I need a pain killer
Before this pain kills me