Sick Of Myself

You don't know how you move me,
Deconstruct me,
And consume me.
I'm all used up,
I'm out of luck,
I am starstruck.

By something in your eyes ,
that is keeping my hope alive...

But I'm sick of myself when I look at you,
Something is beautiful and true.
In a world that's ugly and a lie,
It's hard to even want to try.
And I'm beginning to think,
Baby you don't know.

I'll take or leave,
The room to breathe,
The choice to leave you.
I'll throw away,
A chance at greatness,
Just to make this.
Dream come into play,
I don't know if I'll find a way.

Cause I'm sick of myself when I look at you,
Something is beautiful and true.
In a world that's ugly and a lie,
It's hard to even want to try.
And I'm beginning to think,
Baby you don't know.
I'm beginning to think,
Baby you don't know.

There's something in your eyes,
that is keeping my hope alive.
But I'm sick of myself when I look at you,
Something is beautiful and true.
In a world that's ugly and a lie,
It's hard to even want to try,
And I'm beginning to think,
Baby you don't know.
I'm beginning to think,

Baby you don't know...

- Matthew Sweet

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