Sick of You

I think we might be the last ones here tonight, um
When I'm with you nothing matters and it feels so right, no, no
You make an hour like a minute
I don't know if it's love but I think I'm falling in it, I
Take the long way home, let's take the drive real slow

Can't get enough, no, no
Spending all my time...

Oh, oh, when the night is over we keep wanting more (More)
I find myself running back to your door (Door)
And you're standing right there waiting
'Cause we both don't have the patience
It's true, true, I can't get sick of you
Oh, oh, I can't get sick of you
Oh, no, I can't get

I don't get nervous when your name lights up my phone
Something different 'bout the way I'm comfortable (No, no, no)
It's like I've known you for a lifetime, your hand in my hand fits just right
Not just skin deep, when you're touching me

Can't get enough, no, no
Spending all my time...

Oh, oh, when the night is over we keep wanting more (More)
I find myself running back to your door (Door)
And you're standing right there waiting
'Cause we both don't have the patience
It's true, true, I can't get sick of you
Oh, oh, I can't get sick of you
Oh, no, I can't get

Oh, when the night is over we keep wanting more
I find myself running to your door
You're standing right there waiting
As we both don't have the patience
It's true, I can't get sick of you

Oh, oh, when the night is over we keep wanting more (More)
I find myself running back to your door (Door)
And you're standing right there waiting
'Cause we both don't have the patience
It's true, true, I can't get sick of you
Oh, oh, I can't get, I, I, I can't get
I can't get, I can't get sick of you



Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Brown, William Zaire Simmons, Patrick Manning, Laura Winter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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