Sick Of You

I don't need your dick

I don't need your love

I don't need your arms around my wrists

I don't need your pleasure You still call me 'your treasure'?!

I don't need your love What love at all?

I am sick of You

I don't need your eye, to watch with you the sun side

I don't need your humor Which humor at all?

I waited for your attention I shouldn't even mention that

I don't need your love What love at all?

I am sick of you

I don't even care what you're doing al day long

I'm not really scared of living on my own

I don't need your body

You don't even embody, the sevilglim I need

My patience exceed

I'm Sick of you