I'm so sick of you, so sick of me I don't want to be with you I'm so sick of you, so sick of me I don,t want to be with you I wanna fly away I wanna fly away I'm so sick of work, so sick of play I don't need another day I need a hideaway I need a hideaway Every chinese toy That is first for a good joy But always starts to coy and annoy Every camera, every phone All the music that you own won't change that you're all alone (all alone) Every piece of land, every city that you plan Will crumble into tiny grains of sand Everything you find, that at first seems to shine Always turns into the same old lie (same old lie) I wanna fly away I wanna fly away I'm so sick of you, so sick of me I don't want to be with you I'm so sick of you, so sick of me I don't want to be with you Every little dance, every end of that romance All alone (all alone) All alone (all alone) I'm so sick of you, so sick of me I don't want to be with you I'm so sick of you, so sick of me I don't want to be with you