Sick of You

You spend way too many hours
Wasting water in the shower
Take your precious time with
Everything you do
You always steal the covers
And complain about your mother
But it's probably only 'cause she's just like you

I might be crazy for loving you, baby
Or maybe I'm out of my mind

'Cause I'm still not sick of you
Guess there's nothing you could do
That could make me change my mind
'Cause you're mine and I'm yours
By the time we leave this room
We won't know Winter from June
We've run out of things to do
And I'm still not sick of you

You always change the channel
Every time I'm in the middle
Of an episode I really want to see
You tell me that you're freezing
And I really can't believe it
'Cause you keep the room at 200 degrees

I might be crazy for loving you, baby
Or maybe I'm out of my mind

'Cause I'm still not sick of you
Guess there's nothing you could do
That could make me change my mind
'Cause you're mine and I'm yours
By the time we leave this room
We won't know Winter from June
We've run out of things to do
And I'm still not sick of you

You, you
Still not sick of you
You
Guess there's nothing you could do
You

I might be crazy for loving you, baby
Or maybe I'm out of my mind
Still not sick of you



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Fenn, Suriel Hess, Jesse Fink
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