Bowling for Soup - Love Sick Stomach Ache

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I woke up today.
That was my first mistake.
Would've been better off
In the middle of a dream
I was havin' 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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