A month of lyin' awake
What should have I said
What was my big mistake
What is in my head
Got blues that stick like glue
Can't shake 'em with a stick
The hours of sleep I lose
Over you makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Think about growin' old
And all the life you used
What's left is good for nothin'
We are not amused
The lies that stuck like knives
And all those other sticks
How many other guys
Besides me have you tricked
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
The toxins of my sins
I'm all sick, I'm toxic
The toxins of my sins
I'm all sick, I'm toxic
Oh oh oh over you
Oh oh oh over you
A life a lyin' awake
What I should'a did
Try to enjoy my wake
You're dancing on my lid
With all my enemies
Sneak in a final kick
Someone spits, someone pees
While you turn a trick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick
Makes me sick makes me sick