Sick of You Songtext
von Bleeker Ridge

Three years to the day and now the love is lost
I guess no one knows she′s never coming around
She's never coming around, no, she′s never coming back
Oh Lord, oh Lord, she's never coming
Oh Lord, oh Lord, she's never coming

Three days without you, then a phone call
You count it, but don′t think I missed you at all
And it′s your fault
No time, but just enough to ignore
I think it's funny ′cause you're sorry and you want me back
It makes me laugh


For all the times that you cheated and lied
I′m sick of it, I'm sick of it
For all the times that you started a fight
I′m sick of it, I'm sick of it
You made me drive way back, back
'Cause things are never gonna change
Guess what, fed up, your pretty face, it ain′t the same
For all the times, it′s one thing I always knew
That I'd get sick of you

These days, you stay but just to fight me
I′m in hell, just a shell of a punching bag
It's such a drag
Three years, don′t say that they were wasted
It was worth it just to see the dirty look on your face
While you cursed my name

For all the times that you cheated and lied
I'm sick of it, I′m sick of it
For all the times that you started a fight
I'm sick of it, I'm sick of it
You made me drive way back, back
′Cause things are never gonna change
Guess what, fed up, your pretty face, it ain′t the same
For all the times, it's one thing I always knew
That I′d get sick of you


Oh
Call it a lesson learned, a lesson learned
Oh
You say you're sorry, but the more you do, I′m running
For all the times you've been playing games
I′m sick of it, I'm sick of it
For all the times that you said you've changed
I′m sick of it, I′m sick of it

For all the times you went behind my back
I'm sick of it, I′m sick of it
For all the times that I took you back
I'm sick of it, I′m sick of it

For all the times you cheated and lied
I'm sick of it, I′m sick of it
For all the times that you started a fight
I'm sick of it, I'm sick of it
You made me drive way back, back
′Cause things are never gonna change
Guess what, fed up, your pretty face, it ain′t the same
For all the times, it's one thing I always knew
That I′d get sick of you