I will shut the door and I’ll sit there
And mourn for the person that I used to be
I was first on roll call, but now I’m sick of it all
I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all

Well, it doesn’t seem right to keep it bottled up on the inside
Well if you wanna cry, I let you down and I cried on the inside
Well, It’s not what it seems when this whole world is so damn mean to me
The angels in my dreams, they ran away and they turned against me
Where did I go?
Where did I go?
Where did I, where did I, where did I
Go?

I will shut the door and I’ll sit there
And mourn for the person that I used to be
I was first on roll call, but now I’m sick of it all
I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all

I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all
I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all
Sick, sick, sick of it all
I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all

I was first on roll call, but now I’m sick of it all
I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all

Sick, sick, sick of it all
I'm just sick, sick, sick of it all
Sick, sick, sick of it all