You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
I mimic all of your silly flaws, thinking "knock it off,"
I'm a living individual
Might as well have forgot about all of us, you forgot it all
Give it all the time,want it on the fly, flying me 'round and around 'til we found more
Something like that. How many mistakes over something like that?
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck living on paper dolls, middle finger up 'til you're all strung up on the wall
I'm done waiting on you to run, my little finger and your thumb
You're not quite there to me
Sitting in the shower, my head on my knees
Simmer down, help me out, talk to me
Naked, let the cold water run over me. (Yeah.)
Bring it up, trick it out, finding out I miss you
Drop it off, pick me up, don't know how I've pissed you off
It's been eight weeks. And as of lately
I'm addicted to you like Don Gately
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
I'm living all of my livid thoughts, I can't knock it off
You're the only one I know
Sippin' on my coffee, can I get you to top it off?
It's not supposed to be cold
Give it all the time, want it on the fly
Fly me 'round and around and around, and around and around and around
And I don't want to come down to your conclusion
I don't want to find out it was only delusion
You're not quite there to me
Sitting in the shower, my head on my knees
Simmer down, help me out, talk to me
Naked, let the cold water run over me. (Yeah.)
Bring it up, trick it out, finding out I miss you
Drop it off, pick me up, don't know how I've pissed you off
It's been eight weeks. And as of lately
I'm addicted to you like Don Gately
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
You're stuck sippin' on ice
Living on luck and you think it's all nice
But you're not quite
But you're not quite there to me
Sitting in the shower my head on my knees
Simmer down, help me out, talk to me
Naked, let the cold water run over me, yeah
You're stuck sipping on ice, living on luck and you think it's so nice
You're stuck sipping on ice, sipping on ice, sipping on ice