Sick
I raise my glass for the good times, mmm
When you were right here in my room
You, you
Never said, never said goodbye
And I
And I just see you in my dreams
Playing with shadows all night
I’m losing my sleep
Over the silly little things that you do
Oh, I’m so sick
Sick for your loving
Sick for your touch
And I’ll never ever be the same
Look what you’ve done to me
Oh, you’re so sick
You’re a mess when you’re older
Don’t blame my whiskey or my mood
You, you
Cut me loose, now you’re off alone
And I
And I get drunk on memories
Playing with shadows all night
I’m losing my sleep
Ovеr the silly sitting things that you do
Oh, I’m so sick
Sick for your loving
Sick for your touch
And I’ll never еver be the same
Look what you’ve done to me
Oh, you’re so sick
I think your imperfections make a work of art
I like when you get reckless, I see nothing wrong with you
Except when you’re not by my side
I’m asking you, asking you why
I think your imperfections make a work of art
I like when you get reckless
I see nothing wrong with anything you do
Except when you’re not by my side
And I’m so
And I’m so sick
Sick for your loving
Sick for your touch
And I’ll never ever be the same
Look what you’ve done to me
Oh, you’re so sick