I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. This wasn't meant to be a love song, Matter of fact this one's about

Rivers get connected so much stronger than expected, well Sick love comes to wash us away Prisons of perspective How your vision gets corrected and Sick love is my modern cliché I don't know but it's been said Your heart is stronger than your head And

So sick of love You’ve been giving none of you I’ve been giving all of me It’s feeling like eternity Somebody tell me what to do oh I’m so sick I've been giving all of me Over and over and over I tried But dealing with you is like a full time occupation

I'm sick of love This kind of love I'm walking Through streets that are dead Walking with you in my head My feet are so tired

It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit I'm your brother shit, all that other shit It's too late for all that It's too late for all that, ayy Sick of these niggas (sick, sick) Whatever you did, it is what it is And I'm so tired (tired) I fuck with

All love is lost, so carry the cross 'Cause there's no human in us left We are music made for the deaf They play a game that they know they'll never win Sick and tired of the world they're living in The messiah showed up high on heroin The workers all

Just let me rock, sex you back to sleep girl Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Don't say a word no, don't you talk Just hold on tight to me girl Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, sex you back to

I'm burnin' up, I'm burnin' up, y'all I'm burnin' up When you got the love of somebody Yeah, when you got the love of somebody Yeah, when you got the love Oh, I want you, yeah, I want you Oh, I want you Cool me down now with your love, girl Cool me down

I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' Sick of this life Not that you'd care I'm not the only one With whom these feelings I share Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse I guess

That'd be alright. Yeah, that'd be alright. That'd be alright. If money grew on hackberry trees, And time wasn't such a luxury, If love was lovesick over me, If I could keep the wind in my sails, Keep a hold of the tiger by the tail, A half a ham