May be, I'm blind to you I see the games you play
I'm not just in the mood to win So I'll let you dream
All that you do is take Every single day
Looks like it's your plan that i should drown Thank God I can't swing
Cause I'm so sick of your bad attitude So sick of your bad attitude
Do I look like trash to you You're playing me for a fool
And if you done loving me Common leave, let me close the door
We fight like lions and bears Every night I'm drinking beer
I still got plenty love to share So this has to end
Cause I'm so sick of your bad attitude So sick of your bad attitude
Do I look like trash to you So sick of your bad attitude
So sick of your bad attitude So sick of your bad attitude
So sick , so, sick
So sick , so