Second Hand

Fed up with the games we're playing
 Seems we're always starting over again
 With all our memory's fading
 And I can't remember how we began
 You're all second chances
 Just thinking out loud
 What else can I say?
 I'm feeling sick again
 Been reading Web MD
 It must be cancer then
 Don't know what's wrong with me
 I'm feeling sick again
 Don't know what else I need
 It must be over then
 Don't know what's wrong with me
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 Fed up with the games we're playing
 Why we always starting over again?
 While all our memories fade
 And fall apart and turn to dust in the end
 Now you're broken-hearted
 'Cause you couldn't finish
 What you started
 I'm feeling sick again
 Been reading Web MD
 It must be cancer then
 Don't know what's wrong with me
 I'm feeling sick again
 Don't know what else I need
 It must be over then
 Don't know what's wrong with me