Sick

Sick of the night

Sick of the day

Sick of the sun that burns you

White

Knuckling it

Wasting away

Color yourself back in again



You're as sick as your secrets

You're as sick as your secrets

You're as sick as your secrets



Slip

Into the bath

Into the grey

Hating yourself so much it hurts

Wake

Up from a nap

Wish you were brave

But you're not that kind of person



You're as sick as your secrets

You're sick of it

You're as sick as your secrets

You're sick of it

You're as sick as your secrets

You're sick of it all



I'll take you back

I'll take you on

I want you to crack

I want you to crawl

I'll take your mistakes

I want you to break

I'll bring you home



Scared

Scared of yourself

And what you might say

So you just let the phone ring

Hey

You could come back

Back to L.A.

You used to like the summer