Sick Of You - Dnmo, Sub Urban

I've been away too long from you and I'm sorry

But I can't control just what you do

And I hope to God that you leave me soon, that you walk away

From this burnin' bridge that you crossed too late

And you just forget that we ever met

But before you forget, there's just something I have to say

I'm sick of your voice, sick of your face

Sick of your choices, sick of you name

Sick of your pleasure, sick of your pain

Sick of your pressure, sick of your game

(I wish I never ever met you

Five years of mistakes I'll never undo

I'm not your medicine or your tool

Don't expect me to ever fix you...)

Every little thing always seems to be about you

Exercise your criticism then get mad when I'm through

You think your traumas don't affect a single person around you

I'm not your therapist or boyfriend, try and get the two confused

I'm best friends with your new boyfriend and I'll tell him every truth

I don't care if he don't like it, I don't care if he tells you

Text me that you fuckin' hate me, well it's 'bout time that you do

Get the fuck up out my life because I'm still in love with

I'm sick of your voice, sick of your face

Sick of your choices, sick of you name

Sick of your pleasure, sick of your pain

Sick of your pressure, sick of your

Sick of your sight, sick of your shape

Sick of your spite, sick of you shade

Sick of your lies, sick of your lazy

Sick of your cries, I'm sick of your crazy

(I wish I never ever met you

Five years of mistakes I'll never undo

I'm not your medicine or your tool

Don't expect me to ever fix you)