Whoo-ooh-ooooh (x2 in the and back-up throughout all the choruses, I think) Im sick of being the you think I am Well, I understood that man Well, its funny how these of things to them When you never even think would happen again Well, Im sick of being the you think I am Well, I understood that man Well, its funny how these kind of happen to them When you never even think they would happen I gave you You did not let me in My words caught in what was good for me Whats the difference Living free and me This has been quite But now Im thinking Too proud to ask for makes it difficult Should I just suit? Try and figure out myself? Or I concentrate? Concentrate on Or that leave me here inside my low self-obsessed life? Why is it like Im changing (something) (Something) go get Well no, you me You kinda me (Something) a now do you love me? Well Im just a And thats enough for me Hey hey! Im sick of the bitch you think I am Well, I understood Understood man Well, its funny how these kind of to them When you never even think they would happen Im of being the bitch That you I am Well, I never that man Well, its funny how these kind of happen to them When you never even they would happen again (guitar solo) Im sick of the bitch That you I am Well, I understood Understood man Well, its funny how these kind of They to them When you never think they would happen again Im sick of the bitch you think I am Well, I understood that man Well, its funny how these of things to them When you never even they would happen again