Sick Of Psychos Lyrics

I wanna see my baby but she always screens her calls

It's been too many days since I talked to her at all

Last thing I heard she went to see her ex

Jealousy's fingers creeping 'round my neck

I can feel her lips for hours as I daze through the day

Her touch a constant presence as I wait for her page

Of course it never comes another late night mope

Today's depression, tomorrow's hope



New day Old love

New crush Old pain

New drink Old news

Looking for security dyed and lewd



Sick of psychos stealing my heart maybe they're just my fate

Sick of love crammed down my throat (bitterness turns to hate)