Sick Of Me lyrics

You're probably sippin' lemonade and reading hemingway Wnderneath that tree out back of that same house Where all that love was made I'm sinkin' down on some corduroy couch Empty bottles all around, quarter after two And I'm still tryin to start my day Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time Cause all I want to tell you is you were right And I miss you and I'm sick of me too My wandering eye, my little white lies All the hell I've raised All the times I made you cry like rain Tired of lookin' at myself, wishin' I was someone else Tired of nothin' to lose, tired of nothin' left I've been thinkin' lately maybe it's time to change Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time Cause all I want to tell you is you were right I miss you and I'm sick of me too I want to be your everything, not just a bad memory I'd rather be your sweet dream come true I'm sick of me too Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time Cause all I want to tell you is you were right Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time Cause all I want to tell you is you were right And I miss you and I'm sick of me too I'm sick of me too Yeah I'm sick of me I'm sick of me too