Sick of Me

[Tim McGraw]

You're probably sippin' lemonade and reading Hemingway

Wnderneath that tree out back of 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 want to 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 want to tell you is you were right

I miss you and I'm sick of me too

I want to 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 want to 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 want to 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