Sick of You

Sick of you Sick of drinks 5:00 am is not my thing You're a mess I keep it clean Wish you'd see The world like Sick of you Sick of drinks 5:00 am is not my thing You're a mess I keep it clean Wish you'd see The world like There's a limit To what I can tolerate Your decisions Don't feel like ones I'd make Hungover and sleepless every weekend I can't keep this up If you ever really came through I think that would be enough To see other side where grass is green We could untie these massive strings Clear your mind Sit back and breathe Maybe I won't have to be Sick of you Sick of drinks 5:00 am is not my thing You're a mess I keep it clean Wish you'd see The world like The world like me The world like me The world like me The world like me The world like me And I apologize in advance For the way I'm airing this out By the time you hear this playing Maybe we've come right round underneath Silk and satin sheets What does this amount to I think you'd tell me I'm Sick of you Sick of weakness 5:00 am is just my thing bitch Mess is fine You're a freak Wish you'd see the world like me Sick of you Sick of weakness 5:00 am is just my thing bitch Mess is fine You're a freak Wish you'd see the world like me