sick - November 1998

you've lied for the last time done me wrong again never to let you in my precious heart is thin the tears I cried are drying emptyness is filling up sick of crying for you time to find someone new to forget you will be hard because we had so much don't worry I'll get over it you now make me sick to think I let you do it over and over again this time I've learned my lesson time for your sick game to end sick to my stomach with hurt even sicker that I care one day you'll come to see your mistake when you left me one last thing to say you'll never have me back even if I'm all alone I'd rather fuck my hat!