Sick of Me - Tim Mcgraw

You re probably sippin lemonade

and reading Hemingway

Underneath that tree

out back in that same house

Where all that love was made

I m sinkin down

on some corduroy couch

Empty bottles all around,

quarter after two

And I m still tryin 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 lookin at myself,

wishin I was someone else

Tired of nothin to lose,

tired of nothin left

I ve been thinkin 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

I m sick of me too