Sick Of Me

[Tim McGraw]
Youre probably sippin lemonade and reading Hemingway
Wnderneath that tree out back of that same house
Where all that love was made
Im sinkin down on some corduroy couch
Empty bottles all around, quarter after two
And Im still tryin to start my day
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe youll pick up and maybe Ill get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you is you were right
And I miss you and Im sick of me too
My wandering eye, my little white lies
All the hell Ive raised
All the times I made you cry like rain
Tired of lookin at myself, wishin I was someone else
Tired of nothin to lose, tired of nothin left
Ive been thinkin lately maybe its time to change
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe youll pick up and maybe Ill get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you is you were right
I miss you and Im sick of me too
I want to be your everything, not just a bad memory
Id rather be your sweet dream come true
Im sick of me too
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe youll pick up and maybe Ill get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you is you were right
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe youll pick up and maybe Ill get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you is you were right
And I miss you and Im sick of me too
Im sick of me too
Yeah Im sick of me
Im sick of me too