BOWLING FOR SOUP LYRICS - Love Sick Stomach Ache (Sugar Coated Accident)

"Love Sick Stomach Ache (Sugar Coated Accident)"



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]