Don't want to fight with you Don't even want to talk to you Oh well, I wish I never met you girl Yeah, I wish I loved my world Sick of you like I've never been sick before Always mad and round Always trying to please Where are you seeking to be? It's a terminal disease Sick of you like I've never been sick before I don't stand for nothing I believe we're through I'm sick of everything Most of all it's you, it's you, it's you It's you, babe One of these days You'll see what I mean Oh well, why I treat you Like some sort of machine Sick of you like I've never been sick before Well, me, me You're like a picture on a key People like you Gone out on the streets Sick of you like I've never been sick before I don't stand for nothing I believe we're through I'm sick of everything Most of all it's you, it's you, it's you It's you, babe I can get you out my soul I can get you out my heart But my hatred's trying to tell me That we're never gonna part Sick of you like I've never been sick before Sick, I'm sick, I'm sick of you Sick, I'm sick, I'm sick of you Sick, I'm sick, I'm sick of you Oh, I'm sick, sick of you I'm sick of everything Most of all it's you, it's you, it's you