Sick Of Me (feat. maryjo)

I'm on the road, 'bout a half an hour late
Tellin' you this traffic's bumper-to-bumper
Makin' the least of the last chance you gave
Don't know why the hell you don't block my number

And I'm running out of ways to say I'm sorry in your language
Oh, and you're all out of ways to say I'm not the one to blame, yeah

Ooh, ooh, I'd be sick of me too
If you did half the shit I put you through
Ooh, ooh, you don't need an excuse
If I were you, then I'd be sick of me, sick of me too

Self-diagnosed with an anxious-attachment disorder
(What the hell does that even mean?)
I'll catch the feeling that you'll leave me, so I'll show you the door first

Arguin', I know I'm wrong, still play all my ex's songs
Like to keep you strung along as long as you let me (as long as you let me)
Then you take me back when I treat you like that
Makes me wonder if your judgement's in order

Ooh, ooh, I'd be sick of me too
If you did half the shit I put you through
Ooh, ooh, you don't need an excuse
If I were you, then I'd be sick of me, sick of me too

Sick of the way that I talk when you're out with your friends
And I know I should stop, but I'm way too obsessed
With the fact that I think that I'm right, don't pretend
Ooh, ooh, I'd be sick of me, sick of me too

I'd be sick of me, sick of me too
I'd be sick of me, sick of me too

And I'm running out of ways to say I'm sorry in your language
Oh, and you're all out of ways to say I'm not the one to blame, yeah

Ooh, ooh, I'd be sick of me too
If you did half the shit I put you through
Ooh, ooh, you don't need an excuse
If I were you, then I'd be sick of me, sick of me too

Sick of the way that I talk when you're out with your friends
And I know I should stop, but I'm way too obsessed
With the fact that I think that I'm right, don't pretend
Ooh, ooh, I'd be sick of me, sick of me too

I'd be sick of me, sick of me too
I'd be sick of me, sick of me too
I'd be sick of me, sick of me too
I'd be sick of me, sick of me too