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"Medicine" là track thứ 2 thuộc album phòng thu thứ ba "Cloud 9" của Megan Moroney, phát hành ngày 20/02/2026. Tròn hai tháng sau, vào ngày 20/04/2026, ca khúc chính thức trở thành đĩa đơn thứ ba của dự án.
Mang âm hưởng Country Pop pha trộn Honky-tonk hiện đại cùng tinh thần hoài niệm thập niên 90, tác phẩm khai thác tâm lý trả đũa đầy bản lĩnh trong một mối quan hệ độc hại. Thay vì chìm đắm trong đau khổ hay cam chịu sự thờ ơ, cô chọn cách "gậy ông đập lưng ông" - dùng chính sự im lặng và những chiêu trò thao túng của đối phương để đáp trả.
Sự lạnh lùng trở thành lớp giáp bảo vệ, biến khoảng thời gian ngắt kết nối thành vũ khí đảo ngược thế cờ. Từ đó, bài hát khắc họa hành trình lấy lại sự chủ động, giúp cô hoàn toàn thoát khỏi thế nạn nhân.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
I ain't heard from you in three long days
You won't hear from me for five
Oh, you gave your number to an L. A. Blonde?
Well, I gave your quarterback mine
And you don't like my short black dress
Well, it's going out tonight
And if it hits a floor, it won't be yours this time
Is it bitter going down, down, down?
You don't like it too much, do you?
Coming back around, 'round, 'round
Ain't as fun when it's happening to you
Oh, poor, poor you, now, who's the fool?
Say I'm messing with your head again
Well, how you like the taste of your own medicine?
Hey, don't blame me when you can't sleep
Busy pacing back and forth (Pacing back and forth)
I'm just doing once what you've done to me
A thousand times before (A thousand times before)
You're re-reading my texts, acting obsessed
Feeling just a little bit crazy (C-c-c-crazy)
Now who's batshit-certifiable, baby? (It ain't me)
Is it bitter going down, down, down?
You don't like it too much, do you?
Coming back around, 'round, 'round ('Round, 'round, 'round)
Ain't as fun when it's happening to you
Oh, poor, poor you, now, who's the fool? (Who's the fool)
Say I'm messing with your head again
Well, how you like the taste of own medicine?
(Tell me, do you like it, baby)
So take a shot, just throw it back
Don't worry, babe, I'm gonna call you back
In a hundred and twenty hours
I'll bring you real nice flowers
You should try crying in the shower, it's really great
It's so bitter going down, down, down (Down, down, down)
You don't like it too much, do you?
Coming back around, 'round, 'round ('Round, 'round, 'round)
Ain't as fun when it's happening to you
Oh, poor, poor you, now, who's the fool? (Poor, poor you)
Say I'm messing with your head again
Well, how you like the taste of your own medicine?
It ain't no lie, my phone just died
Ain't that what you said again?
Here's a big ol' heaping spoon of your own medicine
Baby, how you like the taste of your own medicine?
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
