Sick Of You

You know fairy tales don't come true
Not when it comes to you
Open up for the first time
And you can bet that it's the last time
And I'm cool with laying low
It's Saturday night and I'm staying home
I'm feeling good for the first time
It's been awhile since the last time
I'll wave goodbye when you say hello

I'm sick of the sleepless, never ending nights
I just don't care who is wrong or right
I'm sick of the rumors and the alibis
You tear me up, I'll cut you down to size
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of all of your little lies
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of all the girls by your side
What you don't know is how
Great it feels to let you go

About your game, it's so see through
You know I'm way too good for you
I'm moving on to the next time
Dropped the baggage and I'll be fine
With time to reminisce
You're gonna realize you miss this
You're on my mind for the last time
And at the most you were a pass time
I'll wave goodbye when you say hello

I'm sick of the sleepless, never ending nights
I just don't care who is wrong or right
I'm sick of the rumors and the alibis
You tear me up, I'll cut you down to size
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of all of your little lies
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of feeling not by your side
What you don't know is how
Great it feels to let you go

I'm happier alone
Take down your pictures and I'll throw
Those memories out the door, I'm
Sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of all of your little lies

Sick of the sleepless, never ending nights
I just don't care who is wrong or right
I'm sick of the rumors and the alibis
You tear me up, I'll cut you down to size
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of all of your little lies
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
So I'm getting on with my life

So, so sick of you, so sick of you
So sick of you, whoa whoa
So, so sick of you, so sick of you
So sick of you, oh whoa
What you don't know is how
Great it feels to let you go

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