they'll like me when i'm sick Songtext
von Flatsound

Hi, my name is Mitchell Welling,
I'm ninteen years old,
I am a musician,
Would you like to hear a song?

Hi, my name is none of your concern,
Just listen and judge me for what you think i'm worth.

And you said "I like the way your fingers play the chords.
I like the way you make me feel at home."


I heard you're at it again.
I just called to say i never left.
And good luck, good luck, good luck
I heard you needed some.
If your father could see the mess
You made, he wouldn't like it very much.
You're playing a game entitled,
"They're gonna like me when I'm sick."
Just don't lie in the bed you made
Yourself and expect me to tuck you in
Because I won't.

Because I liked the way my fingers played with yours.
Yeah I liked the way you make me feel at home.