Song: Sick Of Me
Singer: Tim McGraw

You're probably sipping lemonade and reading Hemingway

Underneath that tree out back in

that same house

Where all that love was made

I'm sinking down on some corduroy couch

Empty bottles all around quarter after two

And I'm still trying to

start my day

Maybe I should call you

up right out of the blue

Maybe you'll pick up

and maybe

I'll get through this time

'Cause all I wanna tell

you is you were right

And I miss you

and I'm sick of me too

My wandering eye my little white lies

All the hell I've raised

All the times I made you

cry like rain

Tired of looking at myself

wishing I was someone else

Tired of nothing to lose

tired of nothing left

I've been thinking lately

maybe it's time to change

Maybe I should call you up

right out of the blue

Maybe you'll pick up and maybe

I'll get through this time

'Cause all I wanna tell you

is you were right

I miss you and I'm sick of

me too I wanna be your everything

not just a bad memory

I'd rather be your sweet dream

come true

I'm sick of me too

Maybe I should call you up

right out of the blue

Maybe you'll pick up

and maybe

I'll get through this time

'Cause all I wanna tell you

is you were right

Maybe I should call you up

right out of the blue

Maybe you'll pick up

and maybe

I'll get through this time

'Cause all I wanna tell

you is you were right

And I miss you

and I'm sick of me too

I'm sick of me too

Yeah I'm sick of me

And I'm sick of me too