[00:00.000] 作词 : Beth Duck
[00:00.650] 作曲 : Damian Kavjian
[00:01.301]Feels like my head is going up in flames, up in flames
[00:08.072]With no one here to cool my brain, cool my brain
[00:14.822]But I'm not too wild, I just prioritize alcohol
[00:21.280]Don't overthink it, it's not complicated
[00:24.830]No you should know
[00:27.537]I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
[00:34.566]And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
[00:41.515]I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
[00:48.262]And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
[00:58.557]Sick of love, of it
[01:05.193]Control it, control it
[01:12.475]Sick of love, of it
[01:19.047]Control it, control it
[01:23.675]The city gives you room to breathe when you're all alone
[01:30.434]A kind of place where you're surrounded by no one you know
[01:37.077]Maybe I do things I'm not suppose to
[01:44.107]Baby you're so hard to have, what can I do, I do
[01:50.267]I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
[01:56.791]And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
[02:03.831]I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
[02:10.555]And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
[02:21.043]Sick of love, of it
[02:27.431]Control it, control it
[02:34.862]Sick of love, of it
[02:41.244]Control it, control it

作词 : Beth Duck
作曲 : Damian Kavjian
Feels like my head is going up in flames, up in flames
With no one here to cool my brain, cool my brain
But I'm not too wild, I just prioritize alcohol
Don't overthink it, it's not complicated
No you should know
I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
Sick of love, of it
Control it, control it
Sick of love, of it
Control it, control it
The city gives you room to breathe when you're all alone
A kind of place where you're surrounded by no one you know
Maybe I do things I'm not suppose to
Baby you're so hard to have, what can I do, I do
I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
I'm sick of love and you can't get enough of it, of it
And I know I'm cold but I just can't seem to control it, control it
Sick of love, of it
Control it, control it
Sick of love, of it
Control it, control it