Sick of You

(Good morning, ladies and gentlemen)
(This is your Captain speaking)
(We are about to commence Operation "Moving on From Boy 192")
(Incoming hostiles, brace for impact)
(Over)

I think I like you too much, it kinda sucks
That you don't feel the same way that I do
People always say you're crazier than Einstein
To think that someday I could hold and call you mine

Used to think that
If loving was a crime and even you're a dime
I'll risk it all and make you mine
(So stupid)
Do you even know that I exist
But I know that you can't resist your love for her
And I'm tired of feeling this way

Don't you know that
I'm so sick of trying to be the one?
Sick of praying, hoping one day she'll be gone
Your insincere apologies, that's nothing new (sorry)
You know I'm dying, baby, don't be rude
I'm so sick of crying myself to sleep
Sick of being told to chill, it's not that deep
And now that I am through
I think it's time you knew
That I'm sick of you (so sick of you)

I buy expensive clothes just so I can impress you
But you bail on me that night 'cause you were with her
I stayed up all night just to hear your never ending rant
But when I needed you, my text was left on read
(What?)

Oh, I've been praying
God, please give me a sign or maybe I am blind
So just leave and say I'm fine (I'm fine, eh, but not really)
Boy, make up your mind, I haven't got much time
To play the silly game that I didn't sign
Now, you put me on a coaster ride
(Ladies and gentlemen, brace yourselves)

Don't you know that
I'm so sick of trying to be the one?
Sick of praying, hoping one day she'll be gone
Your insincere apologies, that's nothing new (sorry)
You know I'm dying, baby, don't be rude
I'm so sick of crying myself to sleep
Sick of being told to chill, it's not that deep
And now that I am through
I think it's time you knew
(I'm so sick of you. I'm so sick you)

Don't you dare, don't you dare walk on me again
I was there, I was there with you in the rain
Don't you dare, don't you dare call me up again
If you don't want me now then you don't get another chance

I'm so sick of trying to be the one
Sick of praying, hoping one day she'll be gone
Your insincere apologies, that's nothing new (sorry)
You know I'm dying, baby, don't be rude
I'm so sick of crying myself to sleep
Sick of being told to chill, it's not that deep
And now that I am through
I think it's time you knew
That I'm sick of you

(Operation "Triumph" complete)
(Embracing a new chapter)
(Over and out)