You Make Me Sick - Ugly Kid Joe

You make me sick and I don’t want to hear another word outta you

You talk so much about your problems, of problems you got that’s true

I feel like killin'

Lots of blood spillin'

Up unto the very last drop

Yeah I’ll keep squeezin'

Well listen to reason

It’s you that I wanna stop

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyday I tell you «Listen, you ain’t got the touch»

Someday you’ll amount to somethin'

But believe me it won’t be much

My mind’s made up

Don’t give a fuck

Gunna put you outta your misery

Cuz for you to live I’ve got to forgive and it ain’t gunna happen you see

No, no, no, no

I’ll keep squeezin'

Until your blood drips dry

There ain’t no reason

For you to be alive

I’ll keep squeezin'

Until the day you die

You got no reason

You got no reason

To be alive

For you to be alive

For you to be alive

You make me sick and I don’t want to hear another word outta you

You talk so much about your problems, yeah, you got more than one or two

My mind’s made up, I don’t give a fuck

Gunna put you outta your misery

Cuz for you to live I’ve got to forgive and it ain’t gunna happen you see

No, no, no

I’ll keep squeezin'

Until your blood drips dry

There ain’t no reason

For you to be alive

I’ll keep squeezin'

Until the day you die

You got no reason

You got no reason

To be alive