Sick to My Stomach — текст песни (Devon)

When I think of your hands sliding down my back

When I think of your sweat on my skin

And your moist breath whispering in my ear

I ... I ... i

I get sick

Sick to my stomach



I pretended to love you longer than I did

I wish I could erase the images I see

Your satisfied grin, you lying beneath me, dear

I ... I ... i

I get sick

Sick to my stomach



How could I let you get so close?

You slithered in when I was needy

By the time I saw it for what it was

It was too late to put on the brakes



When I think of the way people are looking at me

Like I lead you on -- theyre wrong

They dont know the whole story

And now you turn me on, oh you turn me on

About as much as sandpaper masturbation, dear

I ... I ... i



What flash of insanity

Could have made me

Do what I did?



With all your false maturity

Its a lie

Youre nothing but a kid



You devoured my skin

How could I let you in

And out and in and out and in and out and in and out?

I ... I ... i



When I think of what never should have been

It makes my head spin

I ... I ... i

I get sick

Sick to my stomach



I think Im gonna puke