Bayside - Sick! Sick! Sick! lyrics

I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fate But I know, I know I asked for this myself I'm bound by law to hell And its Sick! Sick! Sick! Humans have their needs, living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seem Yeah, it's anchorage, no its the devil in a dress, is exactly what you see Sick! Sick! Sick! It's Sick! Sick! Sick! You made a mess of things My what a mess you've made I hate the way you make me feel I hate the way you make me And your world is cold outside So bu*ton up and open wide I hate the way you make me feel Sick! Sick! Sick! If memory serves me correct I gave you all, you gave me less You're s** capades deliver checks, but cant afford you self respect And it's Sick! Sick! Sick! Humans on their knees, living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seems Yeah, its anchorage, no its the devil in a dress, exactly what you see Sick! Sick! Sick! You made a mess of things My what a mess you've made I hate the way you me feel I hate the way you make me Your world is cold outside So bu*ton up and open wide I hate the way you make me feel Sick! Sick! Sick! Maybe love is looking for someone to fill the holes We grow up building lives with holes in all our walls The walls could fall but here you were with spare bricks to save the day And we pray its not to late spare bricks could be dead weight Sick! Sick! Sick! It's Sick! Sick! Sick! Sick! Sick! Sick! You're Sick! Sick! Sick! You made a mess of things My what a mess you've made I hate the way you make me feel I hate the way you make me And you're world is cold outside So bu*ton up and open wide I hate the way you make me feel Sick! Sick! Sick!