Sick of you
Sick of drinks
5:00 am is not my thing
You're a mess
I keep it clean
Wish you'd see
The world like
Sick of you
Sick of drinks
5:00 am is not my thing
You're a mess
I keep it clean
Wish you'd see
The world like
There's a limit
To what I can tolerate
Your decisions
Don't feel like ones I'd make
Hungover and sleepless every weekend
I can't keep this up
If you ever really came through
I think that would be enough
To see other side where grass is green
We could untie these massive strings
Clear your mind
Sit back and breathe
Maybe I won't have to be
Sick of you
Sick of drinks
5:00 am is not my thing
You're a mess
I keep it clean
Wish you'd see
The world like
The world like me
The world like me
The world like me
The world like me
The world like me
And I apologize in advance
For the way I'm airing this out
By the time you hear this playing
Maybe we've come right round underneath
Silk and satin sheets
What does this amount to
I think you'd tell me
I'm
Sick of you
Sick of weakness
5:00 am is just my thing bitch
Mess is fine
You're a freak
Wish you'd see the world like me
Sick of you
Sick of weakness
5:00 am is just my thing bitch
Mess is fine
You're a freak
Wish you'd see the world like me