sick of building up my hopes
to only have them smashed
sick of always stepping aside
while watching others pass
sick of having what seems like
a permanently shattered heart
sick of thinking things are good
when in an instant they fall apart
sick of having sleepless nights
with my ever-wondering mind
sick of being down n' out
when before things seemed just fine
sick of trying
so i think ill quit
sick of love
i cant handle it