The Cure NEWS   SHOWS   STORE   MERCH   BIO TRAP WORDS BY ROBERT SMITH Drowning like a fly in my drink You drone about being on the brink But I really don’t care what you think Oh I’m sick of it all Sick of it all I hate the way it’s always the same Hate recrimination and blame And you just wait for me to fuck up again Oh I’m sick of it all Sick of it all The ways you try and put me down Sweet revenge for the things I’ve done The ways you try and twist me around “Give me a taste of my own medicine” Drowning like a fly in my drink You whine about being out of synch But I really don’t care what you think Oh I’m sick of it all Sick of it all I hate the way you want me to be Hate regret and humility And you just wait for me to fall at your feet Oh I’m sick of it all Sick of it all The ways you try and run me down Make me pay for the things I’ve been The ways you try and push me around All you want to do is win Any love you once felt for me Has turned into this travesty Of selfishness and jealousy So why can’t you just let me go? Any love you once felt for me Has turned into this travesty Of selfishness and jealousy So why can’t I just let you go? SHARE         FEATURES ON    ©2022 - THE CURE.  SITE BY SWD COOKIE INFO   TERMS + CONDITIONS   PRIVACY   SAFE SURF GUIDE   TRANSLATE   DO NOT SELL MY PERSONAL INFORMATION Cookie Choices