The lack of medicine ain't helping...
minutes, hours and days
non of them any diffrent than the other.

She can't help notice going back to her old addictions.
It ain't wrong but it ain't right either

She's hoping for someone to come & save her.
It won't be that guy she hopes and dreams about at night,
It's won't be one person who actually loves her.

Maybe just maybe, days will turn into minutes, minutes into seconds...