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 Im just some little token Boy do you have me smoking Cause Ive never felt a high like this before Hook I try to hold it in Focus in Cope with it I always feel Im suffering Im loving him But Im stuck with him And Im drowning in my own rage Can we just get back on the same page Soo .. Chorus Please dont 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 theres something you need to know Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Its 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 Dont want to do nothing for you But then I really adore you Cant be done When Im 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 Im suffering Im loving him But Im stuck with him Drowning in my own rage Can we just get back on the same page Soo Chorus Please dont 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 theres something you need to know Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Its 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 Im trapped in your funhouse Boy you got me burning out And I cant find no escape Im poisoned by your love My poor heart cant get enough OoO You make me sick Chorus Please dont 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 theres something you need to know Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Its 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 Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com