| Thought i needed you
|
| But im a fool for letting my guard down
|
| So tell me whats the trick
|
| When loves a brick to keep from hitting the ground
|
| Cause inside
|
| It won’t die
|
| Infact it hurts like hell
|
| I guess its no surprise
|
| I’m high and dry
|
| Alone at the wishing well
|
| Where you cast your spell
|
| Leaving me love sick
|
| With no short cure for the pain
|
| Im heart struck and ready to brake
|
| When it hurts when its cold when the stars are all closed
|
| I guess theyre telling me
|
| Im love sick
|
| But theirs nothing left to say
|
| And this time im turning away
|
| Make it fast, make it quick, your not easy to kill
|
| You make me love sick
|
| And though im feeling blue
|
| Im threw with you
|
| And all of the things youve done
|
| Standing on the edge
|
| And fighting bad
|
| To find my place in the sun
|
| And no matter what it takes
|
| We’ll find the way
|
| To feel my way through the dark
|
| I won’t use my head
|
| I always said its better to use my heart
|
| Even when the scares are leaving me
|
| Love sick
|
| With no short cure for the pain
|
| Im heart struck and ready to brake
|
| When it hurts
|
| When its cold
|
| When the stars are all closed
|
| I guess theyre telling me
|
| Im love sick
|
| But theirs nothing left to say
|
| And this time im turning away
|
| Make it fast, make it quick, your not easy to kill
|
| You make me love sick
|
| And I wanted so bad to believe
|
| But some things arent ment to be
|
| This is my second chance
|
| Cause im letting you go
|
| And finding the strength to breath
|
| This time
|
| I’ll find
|
| That someone to call my own
|
| Won’t be alone
|
| Love sick
|
| With no short cure for the pain
|
| I’m heart struck and ready to brake
|
| When it hurts, when its cold, when the stars are all closed
|
| I guess theyre telling me
|
| I’m love sick
|
| With no short cure for the pain
|
| And this time im turning away
|
| When it hurts, when its cold, when the stars are all closed
|
| I guess theyre telling me
|
| I’m love sick
|
| But theirs nothing lefts to say
|
| I’m heart struck and ready to brake
|
| Make it fast, make it quick, your not easy to kill
|
| You make me love sick
|
| Yaaaa
|
| You make me love sick
|
| You make me love sick |