Said nobody Said nobody, ever Don't come any closer Don't give me a kiss 'Cause I don't wanna taste your lips Ooo ooo, baby I'm tired of having fun I'm sick of watching that sunset, painting the sky red I just wanna turn in early

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is I live on the west side of America How many likes is my life worth? I'm from the east side of America They say that I am the sick boy Feed yourself with my

Just saying When you change your mind I'll be waiting You should leave him 'Cause it really makes me sick You don't need him I'll help you get over it 'Cause I'm better than him You got a boyfriend And he's a total loser

Hard times as we go While she says she's on her own I'll be pacin' on the phone Sneakin' on the train come back Awful sick and tired of the gang Cold when you're near any bottle We know what times will change I talked to Jesus Jesus says I'm okay

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

I'm sick and tired of the games you played Every move I make your ass got something to say Scandalize my name when you see it in the paper Trying to turn it all around when it wasn't that way Everybody is trying to figure me out What the hell is wrong

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best These so called vacations will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest... I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left I've been gone for a week, I've been drunk since I

I'm gonna give all my secrets away Sick of all the insincere This time, don't need another perfect lie Tell me what you want to hear Don't care if critics ever jump in line Don't care if critics never jump in line So tell me what you want to hear I need

Keep the wolves from the door I hear them scratching like I don't know better Won't you keep the wolves from the door It won't be long before I cave in and open up the I don't wanna drown no more I'm sick of the same old people The kind that'll sell your