Fred Oakman - You Make Me Sick Lyrics

Cat gut strings
They cut across the fret
Remember when we met and sauntered in the south
Words don't mesh
You get a little bent
But broken never meant that you weren't well
It's a five hour drive
You're feeling quite alive
The sun was ringing louder than a bell
Most folks say
What doesn't leave must stay
Hell why don't we go and teach them something else
Well we were young and wrecked and tragically desperate
Well I hope you find the things you've been missing
Well the truth is slightly strung around your intent
If you intend to leave things better than you found them
Save some for me
No it's not okay
To keep coming around this place
Despite how hard you try well it just isn't you
I got tired of the way
We've been sleeping through our days
A forty hour work week hangs a closed sign on the things you like to do
Well I couldn't believe my eyes
They never were to lie
It hits you how sarcasm amplifies the truth
And spits you right back out
Right onto the ground
The only time it's sound is when I'm here with you
Now God because we're aged and broke and breathing the real smoke
Of a life unwound and designed to come down
And it stings the most when you knew you had an option
But what you chose turned out to be nothing that you wanted
I'll take my time
Why is it so damn impossible
To find it at all believable you make me sick
With all of that stupid shit you pull
You swear it's under your control
It never is
Why is it so damn impossible
To find it at all believable you make me sick
With all of that stupid shit you pull
You swear it's under your control
You'll never quit
Why is it so damn impossible
To find it at all believable you make me sick
With all of that stupid shit you pull
You swear it's under your control
You'll never quit