Sick  Sick of the night  Sick of the day  Sick of the sun that burns you  White  Knuckling it  Wasting away  Color yourself back in again    You're as sick as your secrets  You're as sick as your secrets  You're as sick as your secrets    Slip  Into the bath  Into the grey  Hating yourself so much it hurts  Wake  Up from a nap  Wish you were brave  But you're not that kind of person    You're as sick as your secrets  You're sick of it  You're as sick as your secrets  You're sick of it  You're as sick as your secrets  You're sick of it all    I'll take you back  I'll take you on  I want you to crack  I want you to crawl  I'll take your mistakes  I want you to break  I'll bring you home    Scared  Scared of yourself  And what you might say  So you just let the phone ring  Hey  You could come back  Back to L.A.  You used to like the summer