Sick

You make me sick
And I make a mess of it
Can't turn any of this into a piece that will stick
Into your heart
Stop it from breaking apart
It's much like mine
Beating irregular time

If I could only spill my guts
It wouldn't matter as much
If I could stomach more than pain
Then these songs wouldn't always sound the same

So I think I'll quit
Grant you one final wish
And I'm getting the gist of all the shit on your list
I'm near the top
With all your hopes that have rotted
Waste away
So what the fuck can I say?

'Cause I can't even bring it up
Tying my stomach up in knots
Used to be tangled up in you
Now my tongue has turned to tape and my spit to glue

And if I could, I woulda been better
I never shoulda thought I knew better
But it couldn't be forever with you

And if I could, I woulda been better
I never shoulda thought I knew better
But it couldn't be forever with you

So I make me sick
And I'm ashamed of it
Let's try and manage a bit of some invention or wit
To tell a tale of how we ended in failure
And its true, it's much more me than it's you

'Cause I'm just lying to myself
If it's not you it's someone else
'Cause while the feelings stay the same
In time they'll go and find another name



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Joseph Woods
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