...and there's nothing quite like creating a song where everybody'z happy n' there's nuthin' wrong lucky buncha' suckers in a state of bliss but I can't sing that 'cuz I'm always pisst I try to write how my life is. it goes somethin' like this:
i'm sick of old songs that try to sound new i'm sick of all the lies that try to sound true i'm sick of me i'm sick of you i'm sick of being sick and I'm sick of that too (1 plane ticket and it goes away)
...and there's nothing quite like the burning sting when you find out that you've lost everything maybe I should shutup . maybe I should come down maybe i should paint your picture on the ground
i wake up cursing everyday . oh well . what can i say?
i'm sick of old songs that try to sound new i'm sick of all the lies that try to sound true i'm sick of me i'm sick of you i'm sick of being sick and I'm sick of that too
1 plane ticket and it goes away 1 stray bullet and it goes away make it up write it down let it out breakin' up
1 plane ticket and it goes away a 1 way ticket to a better place 1 plane ticket yeah a 1 way ticket 15 minutes and it goes away
i'm sick of this place i'm sick of this face i'm sick of being sick and i'm sick of that too yeah i'm sick of that too