Sick Of Me

I'm sick of me - I'm sick of me

I hear my voice - I want to scream

I'm sick of me and what I see

In your eyes when you look at me



Eyes that say I'm beautiful, they are so wrong

I don't belong in your company



Hands above the clouds and underground

I want to join with you somehow

I'm sick of me - what I've become

I loved you more, more than anyone



You think I'm so wonderful, it won't be long

I don't belong in your company

You don't know the half of it and if you did



You'd want rid of my company



My eyes say you're beautiful - They are not wrong

And you belong in my company



I'm sick of me - I'm sick of me

Because of you what you must see

I'm sick of me - All I can say



I look at you - Make it go away



I still say you're wonderful, the way you are

The way you are in my company



CODA 99



I want it



I love it

I need it

Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do...