Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Of Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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