Tim McGraw - Sick Of Me Lyrics
You're probably sippin' lemonade and reading HemingwayWnderneath that tree out back of that same houseWhere all that love was madeI'm sinkin' down on some corduroy couchEmpty bottles all around, quarter after twoAnd I'm still tryin to start my dayMaybe I should call you up right out of the blueMaybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this timeCause all I want to tell you is you were rightAnd I miss you and I'm sick of me tooMy wandering eye, my little white liesAll the hell I've raisedAll the times I made you cry like rainTired of lookin' at myself, wishin' I was someone elseTired of nothin' to lose, tired of nothin' leftI've been thinkin' lately maybe it's time to changeMaybe I should call you up right out of the blueMaybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this timeCause all I want to tell you is you were rightI miss you and I'm sick of me tooI want to be your everything, not just a bad memoryI'd rather be your sweet dream come trueI'm sick of me tooMaybe I should call you up right out of the blueMaybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this timeCause all I want to tell you is you were rightMaybe I should call you up right out of the blueMaybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this timeCause all I want to tell you is you were rightAnd I miss you and I'm sick of me tooI'm sick of me tooYeah I'm sick of meI'm sick of me too
