Sick of You Anyway
You said to call you right back
Funny that you think you deserve that
Find me in the back of the club
Getting too fucked up sending texts I'll regret
You tell me that I'm hopeless
That I'm always getting too damn wasted
Well, maybe you're right
But I don't wanna fight so I ain't gonna leave yet
Give me one good reason I should listen
If you did, it wouldn't make a difference
Please just go away
When she walked away
She said boy you're a loser, a nobody
Forget my face
Well, I'm getting real sick of it anyway
So sick of your brain
All the things that you say
I'm so sick and tired
Of you being the reason for all the things I hate
She hates me
I don't like her
But she keep coming back jawbreaker
I guess we can pretend that we're friends
Because we know by the end that we'll be in the same damn bed
She asked me why
Why in the hell
Do I always do this?
I said, it's your fault too
It's your fault too!
When she walked away
She said boy you're a loser, a nobody
Forget my face
Well, I'm getting real sick of it anyway
So sick of your brain
All the things that you say
I'm so sick and tired
Of you being the reason for all the things I hate
Funny that you think you deserve that
Find me in the back of the club
Getting too fucked up sending texts I'll regret
You tell me that I'm hopeless
That I'm always getting too damn wasted
Well, maybe you're right
But I don't wanna fight so I ain't gonna leave yet
Give me one good reason I should listen
If you did, it wouldn't make a difference
Please just go away
When she walked away
She said boy you're a loser, a nobody
Forget my face
Well, I'm getting real sick of it anyway
So sick of your brain
All the things that you say
I'm so sick and tired
Of you being the reason for all the things I hate
She hates me
I don't like her
But she keep coming back jawbreaker
I guess we can pretend that we're friends
Because we know by the end that we'll be in the same damn bed
She asked me why
Why in the hell
Do I always do this?
I said, it's your fault too
It's your fault too!
When she walked away
She said boy you're a loser, a nobody
Forget my face
Well, I'm getting real sick of it anyway
So sick of your brain
All the things that you say
I'm so sick and tired
Of you being the reason for all the things I hate
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Writer(s): Tyler Anthony Bradley
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