E
I only ever want it cause it makes me sick
So give it to me now and give it to me quick
       C#m
Like a lime diseased parasitic little tick
        A                            B
Latched on and burrowed in until the poison sticks

E
Don't bother trying to tell me it'll make me sick
I can quiet down the bees after a couple sniffs
         C#m                
She says "c'mon, pull it together baby get a grip"
        A                         B
But her hands on my hip and she's biting my lip


        C#m           A                E                    B
I don't want, I don't want it cause it just keeps making me sick
  C#m           A                    E                        B
I want it, oh I want it I can't feel alive unless I'm feeling sick

E
I think she fell in love because it made her sad
You can get pretty good at feeling pretty bad
  C#m
I thought this thing was tight thought it was ironclad
        A                               B
But I think she fell in love because it made her sad

E
She fed a bitter river now she's up to her throat
She set fire to the dock and to the motorboat
          C#m
Now she's screaming at me to come and keep her afloat
        A                          B
It's a poison she designed with no antidote

          C#m                A                  E                     B
She don't love it, she don't love it because it just keeps making her sad
    C#m           A                       E                          B
She loves it, she loves it she can't feel alive unless she's feeling sad
  
        C#m   A        E     B
Now I'm wide awake and well aware
       C#m        A              B        E
That our sick sad hearts are our cross to bear
       C#m        A         E          B
And I'd heal that sick if I thought I could
                 A                   B
And the sad must get old baby
              A       E/G#  F#m E      B
We've got the same disease,     set me free

E
I only ever want it cause it makes me sick (wooaaah)
C#m
I only ever want it cause it makes me sick
   A                             B
So give it to me now and give it to me quick
E
I think she fell in love because it made her sad (wooaaah)
C#m
I think she fell in love because it made her sad
   A                    B
She got so good at feeling so bad

          C#m   A        E     B
Now we're wide awake and well aware
       C#m        A              B        E
That our sick sad hearts are our cross to bear
       C#m        A         E               B
And I'd heal that sick if I thought that I could
                 A                B 
And the sad must get old baby, oh baby...
              A       E/G#  F#m E         B
We've got the same disease,     let's get free