Ooooh (X4)
Look I've heard it all before
Leave my sweatshirts at the door
Every word you've said to me
Makes it harder to believe
You say you want to stay as friends
And we could make it to the end
But what you do not seem to see
Is you let your best be set free
Ooooh (X4)
I've had enough
I'm sick of love
I'm sick of all these feelings
That I'm feeling on the inside (x2)
Ooooh (X8)
You try to make it up to me
But obviously you cannot see
All your damage has been caused
Bullet wounds covered with gauze
I was healthy, I was king
At least inside of my last dream
Now I'll be fucked and alone
Simply living on my own
Ooooh (X4)
I've had enough
I'm sick of love
I'm sick of all these feelings
That I'm feeling on the inside (x2)
Ooooh (X8)