Sick of it All
- No feelings left to convey,
- my heart's dead in every way.
- The pain and hurt
- has numbed me
- over the months.
- I've given everything to try
- and make this work.
- For all that I still got
- nothing in return.
- I try to talk,
- I try to understand,
- and I only wind up hurt again.
- Is this life of comfort
- really worth all of it?
- Stupid questions you ask
- and things you say
- piss me off almost everyday.
- The tears well up to make me cry
- and I just turn and walk away.
- Sick of it all,
- sick of you,
- sick of me,
- sick of everything.
