Sick Songtext
von Jani Lane
Sick Songtext
Hey you it′s me
So sad to see
You think you're free
In that drug induced haze
Take a picture of yourself
And I′ll try to smile with you
In the meantime I confess
Sick of you and me
Remembering how things used to be
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That's all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
Three days up here
Nothing seems clear
You're out of phase
There′s no way you can relate
Take a picture of yourself
And I′ll try to smile with you
In the meantime I confess
Sick of you and me
Remembering how things used to be
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That's all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
So let me break it down
To the point you always miss
You meant a lot to me
And I don′t think any less of you
All I really wanna do
Is tell you that it's over
Sick of you and me
Remembering how things used to be
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That′s all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
(Sick of you and me)
(Sick of you and me)
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That's all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
So sad to see
You think you're free
In that drug induced haze
Take a picture of yourself
And I′ll try to smile with you
In the meantime I confess
Sick of you and me
Remembering how things used to be
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That's all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
Three days up here
Nothing seems clear
You're out of phase
There′s no way you can relate
Take a picture of yourself
And I′ll try to smile with you
In the meantime I confess
Sick of you and me
Remembering how things used to be
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That's all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
So let me break it down
To the point you always miss
You meant a lot to me
And I don′t think any less of you
All I really wanna do
Is tell you that it's over
Sick of you and me
Remembering how things used to be
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That′s all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
(Sick of you and me)
(Sick of you and me)
Sick and tired of trying to
Believe in you
That's all I do
Romanticising suicide
We make the perfect tragedy
Writer(s): Damon Hendricks, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com