My ideas of love is it's a thing that you buy but you tell me it's priceless and, I don't know why!

I'm shouting at you, "Will you lend me a hand", you stare at me, I don't understand because I don't know what I've done to you!

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I open my eyes, you put forward a hand, you wanna take, not give! I put my head in the sand!

You tick me off! Push me around!

You shout at me, I don't hear a sound because confusion takes my sense away...

I'm sick and tired of you telling me what to be! (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired, aren't you ever gonna let me be!? (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired, do I have to get on my knee!? (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired that I never know what is free!

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I have these ideas, formations in my mind, I'd like to tell them to you, but'cha ain't got the time!

You sleepwalk your life, are you living a lie?

Is it something I said? Only I can cry because you say I've got to be a man...

I open my eyes, you put forward a hand, you wanna take, not give! I put my head in the sand!

You tick me off! Push me around!

You shout at me, I don't hear a sound because confusion takes my sense away...

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Sick and tired of you telling me what to be! (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired, aren't you ever gonna let me be!? (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired, do I have to get on my knee!? (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired that I never know what is free! Oh‐kay!

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Sick and tired of you telling me what to be! (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired, aren't you ever gonna let me be!? (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired, do I have to get on my knee!? (Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired that I never know what is free!

Sick and tired!

(Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired!

(Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired!

(Woa-oh!)

Sick and tired and I never know what is free!