Getting Sick

Lyrics

[Intro] If all that I've learned is all I know I don't really think I'm ever getting sober You told me to take a Tylenol But there's still nails in the back of my head [Verse 1] Wanna be a dumb popstar And hit on your mom like Iggy and the Stooges Play a show for your brother And they'd all say "Holy shit, we love her" [Pre-Chorus] More and more, been thinking about leaving you And more and more, been learning how to write the blues [Verse 2] Wanna leave this nowhere town And get on a jetplane pointed at Atlanta Maybe bang a supermodel And make some kids that believe in Santa [Pre-Chorus] More and more, been thinking about getting away And more and more, been thinking about how to say that [Chorus] Goddamn, it's getting cold Goddamn, I'm getting old Learning how to tie my shoes How to not to cry and read the news Goddamn, getting pretty sick of you [Interlude] 1, 2, 3, 4 [Verse 3] Wanna write a real good song About falling in love or going to college But I'd fucking key every car at UCLA If given the option [Verse 4] You work as a waitress And I work as a waitress And maybe this time next year You'll be working as a waitress somewhere else [Interlude] AHHHHH [Chorus] Goddamn, I'm getting cold Goddamn, I'm getting old Learning how to tie my shoes How not to cry and read the news Goddamn, getting pretty sick of you [Outro] Getting pretty sick of you I'm getting pretty sick of you