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Дата випуску: 09.04.2020
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Мова пісні: Англійська
Sick of Loving You |
And you know it hurts |
You know you’re not deserving of my love |
Question my self-worth |
Then you go and stab me in the heart |
Which one was it first? |
Was it you or was it love? |
I can never tell |
Your love is making me unwell |
Now go ahead and play your stupid games |
I don’t care what you say |
I won’t listen anyway |
You’re not the referee |
Now I’ll be on my way to another place |
Sippin' on Bacardi |
You’re not the boss of me |
You got no authority |
Hey, maybe we’re made for each other |
Maybe I’m just not enough |
Maybe I wanted it perfect |
And you went and fucked it all up |
And is it me on your mind when we’re kissing? |
Or am I just something to do? |
You make me sick, so sick of loving you |
You know I like it bad |
You’re like the drug I never had |
Filling up my lungs |
Choking on smoke from my addictions |
How does it feel? |
The love we had just wasn’t real |
I kiss and never tell (Shh) |
Lovin' you is putting me through hell |
Now go ahead and play your stupid games |
I don’t care what you say |
I won’t listen anyway |
You’re not the referee |
Now I’ll be on my way to another place |
Sippin' on Bacardi |
You’re not the boss of me |
You got no authority |
Hey, maybe we’re made for each other |
Maybe I’m just not enough |
Maybe I wanted it perfect |
And you went and fucked it all up |
And is it me on your mind when we’re kissing? |
Or am I just something to do? |
You make me sick, so sick of loving you |
{Bridge] |
Underneath the stars |
We got the only high |
We got the only high |
Yeah, underneath the stars |
We got the only high |
We got the only high |
Now go ahead and play your stupid games |
I don’t care what you say |
I won’t listen anyway |
You’re not the referee |
Now I’ll be on my way to another place |
Sippin' on Bacardi |
You’re not the boss of me |
You got no authority |
Hey, maybe we’re made for each other |
Maybe I’m just not enough |
Maybe I wanted it perfect |
And you went and fucked it all up |
And is it me on your mind when we’re kissing? |
Or am I just something to do? |
You make me sick, so sick of loving you |