Shit Present Sick Of Me Lyrics
Sick Of Me by Shit Present
[Verse]
I thought I'd never forgive myself
For the way it felt
To be lying in your arms
Thinking of someone else
But I swear I'm sure fucking sure
I've never been this way before
How did I fuck this up?
[Verse]
Does the sound of my voice now
Become unsure?
Feel like I see it in your eyes
Wishing you had so much more
And that I'm just a kid
[Chorus]
I've got a lot of nerve
Talking about my misery
I've got a lot of nerve
Needing a bit more time to breathe
In the morning do you think I'm annoying
Don't bother telling me
I overthought this
You must be
Just getting sick of me
[Verse]
Is this how it is?
Or just how it seems
Is this how you wanted things to be?
Cause I don't know what you want
I can just tell you're unhappy
I guess you've had enough
[Verse]
Remember that morning on a sunny day
I wasn't sleeping well
And it was driving you insane
To my face, so much hate
Screamed "you're always fucking late"
And I just looked away
[Chorus]
I've got a lot of nerve
Talking about my misery
I've got a lot of nerve
Needing a bit more time to breathe
In the morning do you think I'm boring
Don't bother telling me
I overthought this
You must be
Just getting sick of me
I thought I'd never forgive myself
For the way it felt
To be lying in your arms
Thinking of someone else
But I swear I'm sure fucking sure
I've never been this way before
How did I fuck this up?
[Verse]
Does the sound of my voice now
Become unsure?
Feel like I see it in your eyes
Wishing you had so much more
And that I'm just a kid
[Chorus]
I've got a lot of nerve
Talking about my misery
I've got a lot of nerve
Needing a bit more time to breathe
In the morning do you think I'm annoying
Don't bother telling me
I overthought this
You must be
Just getting sick of me
[Verse]
Is this how it is?
Or just how it seems
Is this how you wanted things to be?
Cause I don't know what you want
I can just tell you're unhappy
I guess you've had enough
[Verse]
Remember that morning on a sunny day
I wasn't sleeping well
And it was driving you insane
To my face, so much hate
Screamed "you're always fucking late"
And I just looked away
[Chorus]
I've got a lot of nerve
Talking about my misery
I've got a lot of nerve
Needing a bit more time to breathe
In the morning do you think I'm boring
Don't bother telling me
I overthought this
You must be
Just getting sick of me