Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Of Me

You're probably sippin' and reading Hemingway
Underneath that out back in that same house
Where all that was made
I'm down on some corduroy couch
bottles all around, quarter after two
And I'm still tryin' to my day

Maybe I should you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and I'll get through this time
all I wanna tell you is you were right
And I you and I'm sick of me too

My wandering eye, my little lies
All the I've raised
All the I made you cry like rain
Tired of lookin' at myself, wishin' I was someone
Tired of nothin' to lose, tired of left
I've thinkin' lately, maybe it's time to change

Maybe I should you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you right
I you and I'm sick of me too

I be your everything, not just a bad memory
I'd rather be your sweet come true
I'm of me too

Maybe I should call you up out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this
all I wanna tell you is you were right

Maybe I should call you up out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were
And I you and I'm sick of me too

I'm of me too
I'm sick of me
And I'm of me too