Fake Sick!
I'm tired of falling at your feat now, baby
You ring the phone and I'm not there
Well, I'm feeling like myself now lately
So don't you tell me that you care
Still I'm dropping to my knees now, baby
I learned to learn to crawl again
I'm self involved enough
To be proud of this empty heart (this empty heart)
And I start to bottle up
When you're pulling my lies apart (lies apart)
So go ahead and line them up
I shoot 'em like cans of beer (I shoot 'em like cans of beer)
A great trick, I fake sick (I fake sick)
I'm getting out of here
Never again
Well, I'm feeling like myself now lately
So don't you tell me you still care
Still I'm dropping to my knees now, baby
I learned to learn to crawl again
I'm self involved enough
To be proud of this empty heart (this empty heart)
And I start to bottle up
When you're pulling my lies apart (lies apart)
I've been bound enough
Not to want to get into your harness
Been around long enough
To gag on your medicine
I'm high, I feel fine
I swallowed enough to be jaded-ed-ed
And I'm self involved enough
To be proud of this empty heart
And I start to bottle up
But you're pulling my lies apart
So go ahead and line them up
I shoot 'em like cans of beer (I shoot 'em like cans of beer)
A great trick, I fake sick (I fake sick)
I'm getting out of here
You ring the phone and I'm not there
Well, I'm feeling like myself now lately
So don't you tell me that you care
Still I'm dropping to my knees now, baby
I learned to learn to crawl again
I'm self involved enough
To be proud of this empty heart (this empty heart)
And I start to bottle up
When you're pulling my lies apart (lies apart)
So go ahead and line them up
I shoot 'em like cans of beer (I shoot 'em like cans of beer)
A great trick, I fake sick (I fake sick)
I'm getting out of here
Never again
Well, I'm feeling like myself now lately
So don't you tell me you still care
Still I'm dropping to my knees now, baby
I learned to learn to crawl again
I'm self involved enough
To be proud of this empty heart (this empty heart)
And I start to bottle up
When you're pulling my lies apart (lies apart)
I've been bound enough
Not to want to get into your harness
Been around long enough
To gag on your medicine
I'm high, I feel fine
I swallowed enough to be jaded-ed-ed
And I'm self involved enough
To be proud of this empty heart
And I start to bottle up
But you're pulling my lies apart
So go ahead and line them up
I shoot 'em like cans of beer (I shoot 'em like cans of beer)
A great trick, I fake sick (I fake sick)
I'm getting out of here
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Writer(s): George Vernon Alley, Ian Thomas Reilly
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