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Bowling For Soup

Love Sick Stomach Ache (Sugar Coated Accident)

 

Love Sick Stomach Ache (Sugar Coated Accident)

(album: The Great Burrito Extortion Case - 2006)


I woke up today.
That was my first mistake.
Would've been better off
In the middle of a dream
I was having bout a brighter day.
Yesterday, I gave my heart away.
By the middle of the day,
You could search for a sucker
and buy it now on ebay.

[CHORUS 1]
Hold your head up and face the day.
Seems like everybody's got a way
to say "I'm doing OK."
I'm OK as long as you're happy
Without me.
Without my hand to hold.
Without my jacket to keep you warm when you're cold.
Oh yeah you're cold.
Popsicle love and pie crust promises,
Ice cream kisses that I'm really gonna Misses
Smith-sonian, peppermint, sugar-coated accident,
Empty Like a cavity, and now we're just history
And this is all I ever wanted.
I can take the heartbreak.
Can I get something for my lovesick stomach ache?
I threw up today.
I kinda sorta prayed
To go back in time and rewrite these lines
But I'll settle for a Bloody Mary.
"What's that?" you say.
You say you're not so OK.
Looking down from the top of a 30-foot drop.
That's exactly what you wanted.

[CHORUS 2]
Hold your head up and face the day.
Seems like yesterday you got your way.
But I am doing OK.
What's that you say?
You say you're not really happy without me.
Without my hand to hold.
Without my jacket
To keep you warm when you're cold.
This is all I ever wanted.
I can take the heartbreak.
Can I get something for my lovesick stomach ache?
And this is much more than I needed.
(Can I have some Ginger Ale?)
I feel the agony of the defeated.
(Tell her she can go to hell.)
And if you really wanna make me feel better
Just don't let her take the sweater
I was wearing when I met her
Cause I know she's gonna say it was hers.
But it's mine. That shit is mine.

Popsicle love and pie crust promises,
Ice cream kisses that I'm really gonna Misses
Smith-sonian, peppermint, sugar-coated accident,
Empty Like a cavity, and now we're just history [x3]

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