Sick of You

I keep losing friends and losing hours
I can't comprehend where I've gone wrong throughout my life
I've been sleeping in and skipping showers
Daylight's creeping in, but I can't open up my eyes

So sick of heartbreaks, mistakes, losing my cool
These lazy Sundays, always thinking it through
Now I'm missing all the days when I had nothing to lose
And now I'm talking to myself and saying, "I'm so sick of you"

Haven't called back home in quite a while
Always on my phone but got no time to say hello (hello)
I wish I didn't have to fake this smile, nah-nah
'Cause everyone I know just seems so happy on their own

So sick of heartbreaks, mistakes, losing my cool
These lazy Sundays, always thinking it through
Now I'm missing all the days when I had nothing to lose
And now I'm talking to myself and saying, "I'm so sick of you"

So sick of heartbreaks, mistakes, losing my cool
These lazy Sundays, always thinking it through
Now I'm missing all the days when I had nothing to lose
And now I'm talking to myself and saying, "I'm so sick of you"



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Rouda, Parker Rudd, Mason Murphy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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