Rihanna - U Make Me Sick - Sözleri

Verse 1



I hate the way that you play with my emotions

How you got me open

Still I give all my devotion



Making me feel I’m just some little token

Boy do you have me smoking

Cause I’ve never felt a high like this before



Hook 



I try to hold it in

Focus in

Cope with it



I always feel I’m suffering 

I’m loving him

But I’m stuck with him 

And I’m… drowning in my own rage

Can we just get back on the same page



Soo…..



Chorus  



Please don’t take this personal but you make me sick but…



You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick

Make me feel like pulling my hair out and throwing a fit (throwing a fit) x2

But there’s something you need to know 



Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

It’s killing me to say, boy 

Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

But you make me sick 



Verse 2



I try to ignore you 

Don’t want to do nothing for you

But then I really adore you 

Can’t be done



When I’m feening and weaning 

There you go intervening 

Baby you got my screaming

At the top of my lungs

 

Hook



I try to hold it in

Focus in

Cope with it



I always feel I’m suffering 

I’m loving him

But I’m stuck with him 

Drowning in my own rage

Can we just get back on the same page



Soo…



Chorus  



Please don’t take this personal but you make me sick but…



You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick

Make me feel like pulling my hair out and throwing a fit (throwing a fit) x2

But there’s something you need to know 



Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

It’s killing me to say, boy 

Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

But you make me sick 



Verse 3



Wish I could kick it like a cigarette (ooh)

Drop you like a bad habit (ooh)

Boy you got me tangled up in your net 

And your loves got me so upset



I’m trapped in your funhouse 

Boy you got me burning out

And I can’t find no escape 

I’m poisoned by your love 

My poor heart can’t get enough 



OoO 



You make me sick

Chorus  



Please don’t take this personal but you make me sick but…



You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick

Make me feel like pulling my hair out and throwing a fit (throwing a fit) x2

But there’s something you need to know 



Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

It’s killing me to say, boy 

Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

But you make me sick, make me sick










		
			



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