Im taught to always see the better

In people or the things that matter

But I never could have thought the dagger

In my back it was you

In the echos of your lies dear

Can you hear me harmonize

Every word that comes out

It almost got the best of me

But now Ive gotten

So sick so sick so sick of love

So sick so sick so sick of love

So sick so sick so sick of love

So sick of love

I rather be naive than bitter

Decorate my lows in glitter

Karma hits you like a mirror

Youre too late

In the echos of your lies dear

Can you hear me harmonize

Every word that comes out

It almost got the best of me

But now Ive gotten

So sick so sick so sick of love

Im so sick so sick so sick of love

So sick so sick so sick of love

But now Ive gotten

So sick so sick so sick of love

Im so sick so sick so sick of love

So sick so sick so sick of love