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 star struck
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

One more time

Songwriters: Matthew Sweet

This week’s flowertography session involves the a sunflower patch at Rinehart’s.

Next Thursday’s flowertography session will also involve Rinehart’s.