Sick

[Chorus]
You say I'm clinging on to you
It's true cuz if I don't I'll fall
Have nothing else to live for
I have nothing more

[Verse]
It's your birthday tomorrow
My presents are your sorrows
My presence is so hollow
I really wanna spend some time
I wish you could just come to mine

[Verse 2]
I feel celibate
I'm so sick of it
Being sick again
Think I am bulimic

[Chorus]
You say I'm clinging on to you
It's true cuz if I don't I'll fall
Have nothing else to live for
I have nothing more